This is a different kind of post than I normally do. But I’ve been thinking about stuff a lot for the passed 3 days and I found it funny that someone asked me a certain question while these thoughts were in my mind. The question was this: how do you know when you’re in love?
And the best explanation I could come up with was as follows.
“Being in love is reaching the point where you put her interests and passions and life as your first priority. You’re willing to do anything and everything for her. You’ve decided to put up with every little insignificant imperfection, while continuing to see her as perfect. And that doesn’t even begin to explain the feeling.”
Why would I post this? Oh i guess you could say I’m feeling a little sad lately. But it’s okay. It will pass.
