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“Yes, I believe in long distance relationships. There’s seven billion people in the world, you really think your soul mate lives down the street?”
I’m daydreaming that we’re in the kitchen making dinner together on a lazy summer evening. You’re blasting your favorite songs off Spotify and I’m lip syncing horribly just to make you laugh and shake your head at me. I love being someone that makes you so happy. I hope I can make you happy for a very long time.
I’m daydreaming that we take a summer vacation to a classy resort on the beach. We spend an entire week walking the beach at sunset, collecting seashells in the morning, and kissing underneath an umbrella in the sand during high tide. At night, we cuddle up in bed and whisper sappy declarations of love in each other’s ear until we fall asleep - my head resting on your chest and your lips pressed against my hair. The perfect vacation with the most perfect person.
Love is—
Love is 700 miles away.
Love is spending $400 on gas alone to pick her up and spend a weekend with her.
Love is skyping every night and waking up and seeing him right there next to you.
Love is not talking for three days because work and family kept you busy.
Love is not seeing each other for two months.
Love is piles of stress on your shoulders, working to be together again.
Love is loving their parents too, no matter how crazy they might be, or how hard they make things.
Love is forcing her to talk to other people and make friends, because he sees how much them being apart is killing her.
Love is making a playlist of all the songs he played in the car, to listen to every night.
Love is sleeping with her blanket she let you keep, and his pillow.
Love is putting the future aside to focus on the now, because without the now, there is no future- as hard as the now might be.
Love is a one word reply to her text, because you’re busy but you made time to answer.
Love is staying up until 4 am because that’s when he gets off work, even if she works at 6 am and should’ve really gotten some sleep.
Love is refusing to talk to her so she does sleep.
Love is giving him his space, because everything that’s stressing him out- is for her.
Love is forgetting to say thank you, but knowing she’s thankful.
Love is love you, you too.
Love is unanswered texts, replaced with answered calls.
Love is crying yourself to sleep.
Love is laughing until you cry.
Love is snuggles and hugs and kisses.
Love is me and you.
Love is never perfect.
Love is the long run.
We’ll see
I won’t make an “Open when: we break up” that’s a fact. This love is not supposed to break up.
Love grows old and the days go by but that’s normal: to be a part of the everyday life.
You don’t show eachother HOW much you love eachother you show them that you care.
The daily grind will hide the love but it is not gone. Love won’t disappear so easily. There should happen sth to break the love, don’t let the past assume you that’s not the point It’s says “One step backwards, two steps forward”. Sure there are off-days where you can’t feel like moving forward, and you may just start falling. Not even backwards maybe you’ll just fall and fall, too fast to save yourself from words or actions that once cut deep. Then my love, there’ll be your partner your significant other waiting on the ground catching you up and rebuild the castle.
These are the up and downs in life.
Love is NOT “thousands of roses”, the “I’m so excited to see you”, the “look how cute we’re together” pictures and neither the “let’s make out and have sex just right here on the table”
The ‘Old love’ is passion, trust and you find it in the little things.
Look at the older generations. Do they show each other everyday the love to each other? Sometimes it’s the “DID YA JUST SAY THAT YA MEAN DONKEY??!” or the “ DID YOU STUPID ASS JUST […]” which isn’t meant to sound like that. It’s said with a hidden message. You know you can’t take it personally if it’s said from the one you love.
Sure the young love “dies” when we grow older that’s a fact but it’s also a fact that young love isn’t really love, it’s just a strong feeling. The feeling to bound to that person but when it comes to that bound and they start being a part of your everyday life what you once wished for the, most of the people lose interest and call it “a change” or an monotonous love. No one’s love is always as in the beginning. But that does NOT mean that there is NOT any love left. Open your eyes, and you’ll see it. Love runs deep.
Like an anchor throwing out to the ocean.
First it stays on the surface of the water. So does the love. But then it keeps sinking to the ground and that’s where the “old love” takes it’s place. Like the anchor on the sea floor. It runs deep but is still bounded to the boat.
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