People say that love is supposed to feel the butterflies in your stomach whenever that person is around to feel nervous when he gazes at you and to scream inside when your eyes meet in a place full of crowd. But it was completely different when you came; far from how they described love should be.
Hello, my lovely readers. It’s me again @stoicdeath.
The idea of love has always been “if it doesn’t hurt then it's not love” but love is not supposed to hurt us, it’s supposed to make us feel calm like soothing us to sleep or the feeling of making us lie down in green pastures.
One night when we grabbed coffee together my stomach did not have any butterflies like everyone else did but instead, the voices in my mind seemed to quiet down this person calmed the storms inside me. It was like living within yourself again after being lost for years.
It gives aspiration or daydreaming that tomorrow holds a promise that it will be different from the strife of yesterday. You allowed yourself to be vulnerable and yelp with a certain person. Suddenly taking risks doesn’t seem that risky at all. Life suddenly becomes a ray of sunshine.
To love is also to be seen and heard. To have someone to run to when life becomes something we can’t manage and somehow their presence makes it a little less heavy and bearable. Their arms become the comfort of our cries and weep the worries of the uncertainties of hereafter.
I am never fond of being trenchant to any of the happenings in my life. I finally realized that one of the love languages we want is not having to ask even about the smallest things and not having to tell every single detail cause they’ve known you so well. When they just show up bringing your favorite ice cream or coffee after saying no;they know that it brings joy to you after having a bad day. When they exert effort to know you and familiarize you.
My doors were all closed before and someone took the courage and let their bravery talk and knock; he saw the vulnerable version of me. I told him I love the peaceful type of life where I can live in the unknown and just hear the music that birds produce and a small lake with a swing in the front. But I don’t know how to swim so the lake would somehow be just for my eyesight but then you swam with me and taught me how to go with the seiche.
You saw how I died in the night and lived in the morning as if everything had not happened but you adored how I stayed up after all of it. You loved the heart-wrenching poems I made at night and your eyes were filled with so many sparkles as you talked about it as if it was the best thing you have ever heard.
The right person will know how to communicate and you’ll never teach him how to treat you right, the right man will do the right thing without getting asked."IF HE WANTED TO HE WOULD”
Men have the determination to show up to a woman and stand up with her in all aspects needed and they will surely do it without you begging for it if you are simply the woman in her dreams and the woman he would devote his life for.
We long for this type of love where we are the first thought when they wake up in the daylight and the last person they want to spend time with as they drift goodnight.
Suddenly this is how it feels like to daydream while the sun is up and the moon is asleep tightly. The feeling is surreal, they made you fall in love with life again and this time it is soft and calm. It is gentle and quiet like the embrace of warm sea clouds after the rain.
This time the coffee isn’t too bitter like how it used to be,it has now become the perfect blend that fits my taste, and this will now become my go-to coffee every day. My journal has finally healed and started writing about the sweetness of life and the fleeting time we have to seize the seconds that pass by. Life has indeed become bearable, it isn’t as horrific as it was before and is also not perfect like what the movie depicts however it is getting better.
May we all find the sweetness in life, my lovely people.💗
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I love reading your blog, it made me reflect on my own relationship.
I am glad that you loved the blog!!💗
Aw, this is beautiful. I'm happy to know that you found someone who makes life bearable; a sunshine in your life.
this is all based on my fictional mind HAHAHAHAHAH
It's that simple, when you open up you expose yourself to being hurt, you just have to wait for something beautiful and beautiful to emerge so that life can be transformed.
greetings.
And to have someone to be vulnerable with!
Love is really subjective, for its meaning varies depending on how we see it. For some, to love is to endure and suffer along with that person, while others believe that to love is to feel and experience every good thing with that person. Our perspective on it varies, and we can't force our ideals on what it really means to others.
As for me, I think love doesn't really need to be found in another person; it's something that you nourish within you—it's something that blooms when you finally find the true essence of life. Reading your blog was really refreshing because, even though I can't relate to the feeling of being loved by another person (other than your family), it somehow made me reflect on how I grew and how my perspective of love changed as time passed. It was truly beautifully written, and thanks for sharing (ꈍᴗꈍ)...
Yes, I totally agree. To love is to endure and make the sufferings in life less painful. To stand by during all of turbelences. I am glad you that you imparter your thoughts as well!!