“I could get used to this,” I said. I guess that was my way of telling you, “The harmony of this very moment is making my love for you grow roots.”
In your teens, you already know what love feels like. You know what betrayal and hurt feel like. You understand what it’s like to miss someone with your whole heart.
In a world of unlimited possibility, you are my greatest maybe.
I love you when you’re at you’re best and I will still love you when you’re at you’re worst.
He was your first taste of love. He was the first chapter in your book. He was bitter and sweet. He was your first set of standards and expectations, even when they fell short.
When you were young, love was inherent and infinite.
Since it is our first time falling in love, we do not know exactly what we want, what to expect and what to hope for in a relationship.
If I could freeze frame what happiness looks and feels like, it would be March 17, 2014.
We tend to search for “the one,” too early in our lives while “the one” really should be the person staring back at you in the mirror.
Sometimes it is hard to admit that we begin to fall victim to fantasies, especially when it comes to relationships.