Last summer, my best friend and I hit the shores of Jersey for a week at the beach, minus the sun, the beach, and the boys (yes, I know, the best parts) I actually learned a lot about myself.

My best friend happened to be extremely close with a fortune teller—whom she promised me was 100% accurate. So yeah, she told me the initial of my ex who decided to randomly re-enter my life , told me what was on my mind, let me know why me and my old boyfriend wouldn’t last, and completed her reading by telling me that I would find my soul mate, get married, and have kids.

But how could she not see that I am the heartless romantic.

Heartless Romantic (n.) A person who believes that love and happy endings exist in every corner of the world, just not for

themselves.

So there it was, my life all on the palm of my hands. I guess all I have to do is wait till I see if it all comes true. [Pause]. We hear every day in life about true love, fairytale endings, and soulmates, but what does it all really mean?

So there it was & here it is: Love, lust, lies, trust, sad beginnings and happy endings all in one blog.

Maybe, one day:

Friday, October 29, 2010

Love.

So it’s been exactly one week and I haven’t said a thing. Not because love isn’t still all around me or because I’m ready to stop writing so soon. But because it’s been a long week. A really long week. I would go into details, but that’s probably a whole another day. But when things don’t go my way, I tend to shut people out. Everyone. My friends, my family, and even my boyfriend. I would rather be alone and sort out my thoughts and clear my head, then be distracted with the questions and the advice that I am definitely not ready to hear yet. And so of course, this long week led to me shutting a few people out. I haven’t seen my best friend for more than a few seconds, the time I’ve spent with my boyfriend hasn’t been very quality, and I haven’t talked to my parents since Sunday. Yeah, I’m messing up. And let me tell you, me not talking to them has probably made this week a lot harder than it even had to be. So my lesson of the week (just to make up for all the silence) is to always remember that everyone who loves you….loves you because of who you are. Even when that you is sad, not in the mood, upset, confused, angry, depressed—anything. Part of the reason that they love you is so that when you aren’t feeling quite yourself they will always be there. If they aren’t there, then how real is that love? So next time you ignore that text message or silence that call, please remember that they are calling/texting because they care. And you know you would be doing the same thing for them.


I’m probably a little late on learning this lesson, because I know you all already know that. But I still have to remind you. To love is to be loved.



Maybe, one day: ♥

No comments:

Post a Comment