But how would I just know? It's impossible to me. Love is impossible.
I apologize. This post is going to be very hard to read and follow. My mind is just all over the place tonight.
One thing I do know, I know love is sacrifice. Putting others first, before yourself. Make those who you love a priority.Whether it be a member of your family, a friend, or that special boy or girl, putting their needs and happiness before your own, now that is love.
For example, I know my dad would do anything for me. He loves me so much. More than I could ever know. He really would do anything for me. He does everything to keep me safe. All those times I've felt like I'm being suffocated by his rules, I now know it is him caring enough about me to help keep me safe and on the right track to doing the right things. I'm so lucky to have such a loving, caring, sacrificing father.
Love is taking chances. Sacrificing everything. Risking everything.
Love is making mistakes.
Love is messing up.
Love is forgiveness. Love is to forgive, but to never, ever, forget.
{Keep in mind to never forget.}
Sometimes, mistakes make the best memories.
Love is a thunderstorm. Random. Crazy. Scary. Dangerous.
Yet, at the same time, incredibly beautiful.
Yes. Love is a thunderstorm.
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Love is to forgive, but to never, ever, forget.
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Love is sacrifice. That is good. Don't worry about being all over the place, that's what makes it good.
ReplyDeleteLove is like a thunderstorm...I stole that whole line for my journal. I really like the way you put it.
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