When you start looking at people a little bit closer you realize how easy it could be to fall in love with them. People are really quite loveable if you give them a chance.
I struggled with the idea that my Dad who was this infallible person, was actually flawed in a serious way – a way that could have / should have killed him twice. I wept for the loss of the person I knew and for the person I knew he would never be again.
We are all people. We all have been happy. We all have been sad. We all have felt love.
You were the classmate they never passed that note to. The coworker they never chased because they feared the taboo of dating in the workplace. The friend of a friend. The friend’s ex, and therefore coded as off-limits forever.
Start saying: “If there’s love enough in this world that all of these couples are making their relationships work, there’s got to be something out there for me, too.”
Thank you for being the guy I needed to know existed.
You remember giving them a list of reasons for why it would not work, and how they should find someone else. You remember giving them the reasons why they should just walk away. But they did not go anywhere, they told you that they don’t want anyone else and they refused to let go.
Maybe their interests become your own or maybe they don’t, but your love for them should give you the courage to want to be better and to be curious enough to always try.
You can’t just point out some random person and look to them to make you happy. You need a spark. You need that silly grin plastered across your face whenever you think of their name or how you met. You need that rush comes whenever your phone pings and it’s them. You need to date someone who isn’t an afterthought.
My first encounter with the beast that is a hideous first date came at the impressionable age of 16.