What love feels like to me



Listen, I’m no expert on love.

In fact, I’m more of an expert on heartbreak. But, dammit, I know what love feels like and I believe it’s the reason we were all put on this Earth. Fuck money. Fuck fame. Fuck everything else that isn’t pure love.

From my perspective, love is intense and beautiful.

If I love you then…

1) You’re the best person in the whole world. Period. 

Even if you spill your entire split pea soup lunch all over your white sweater or if you just went on a run and you stink; you’re hot.

I don’t care if you can’t spell or make grammatical errors. You’re a genius who made a mistake.

You can totally fuck up everything, and I’ll still think you can do no wrong.

2) I’ll do ridiculous shit for you. 

Have a craving for your favorite ice cream at 2 am? I’ll figure out where we can get it and make it happen.

Want to get a bunny and I’m allergic? Hello, Claritin.

3) Our brains will mould into one organism. 

Ever wanted someone to complete all your sentences? I gotchu, boo.

That word on the tip f your tongue? I found it.

4) I’ll want to know your horoscope, Meyers-Briggs, and your 5 Love Languages. 

I’ll find out everything little thing about you and study you like it’s my job.

I’ll figure out what makes you tick and adjust accordingly.

5) I’ll totally elope with you at the drop of a hat.

If I love you then I have no issue committing fully.

Vegas wedding? Down.

Honeymoon next week? Let’s do it.

I’m a total nut, and a crazy romantic. I’m not afraid to admit it.

The thing about being this way is that it only scares off narcissists, commitment-phobes, or people that are not into you in the first place. Don’t be afraid to show your emotions or let people know how you really feel. That’s how you end up settling and being fucking miserable. Your fairy tale is definitely out there if you’re willing to be brutally honest with yourself, and with every single person that you met. If not, then I don’t know what to tell you but I’m sure your mediocre relationship will be just fine and dandy. Enjoy having sex in the same position for 50 years, and listening to someone snore while you try to figure out what went wrong.

Keep in mind: you won’t regret anything more when you’re wasting away on your deathbed than the lack of real love in your life. You’ll regret not asking that person out. You’ll miss the one that got away. You’ll dream of that awkward lovemaking session in the back of your beat up car when you were a teenageer.

If you’re not willing to bleed, hurt, and cry for love then for what? There’s nothing else. There is nothing else but love my friend. Remember that always.

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