So, maybe I’m a little naive for saying this but you know when people say, “You can’t be in love just after a few days!” when they hear little teeny couples telling each other “I love you” like it’s no big deal? Well. I get that. I really do. Sometimes it’s really easy just to spit those words out without thinking twice. I’ve been there. I get it.
But….I mean, why couldn’t it be true? Sometimes two people meet at just the right time, at the precise moment in which they are just ready for each other. Life prepares us for certain things at a certain time. Some things really aren’t coincidences and I firmly believe that.
But….I mean, why couldn’t it be true? Sometimes two people meet at just the right time, at the precise moment in which they are just ready for each other. Life prepares us for certain things at a certain time. Some things really aren’t coincidences and I firmly believe that.
So what if they want to say, “I love you” or skip ahead to “When we’re married…”s? So what if they want to be affectionate after a short period of time?
Just because it’s infatuation doesn’t mean that it can’t also be love, or whatever-you-wanna-call-it. I also don’t understand when people say, “Oh, I thought I was in love but it obviously wasn’t real” just because it didn’t work out. Well, what if it doesn’t work out? That doesn’t erase everything that happened or anything that was felt.
Maybe it’s super immature of me to think these things. Maybe I’m just a total romantic and refuse to let the world ruin that for me. Maybe I want to be able to tell a boy that I love him without feeling like the whole world is staring at me and scoffing at my silliness.
So maybe I fell in love with a boy in a matter of just a few days. Who’s to tell me what I do or do not feel?
So maybe it will work out and in a few years I will have to chance to laugh at life’s face and recite the famous little words from The Smiths' song that go, “How can they see the love in our eyes, and still they don’t believe us?” happily as I skip around the block with The Love of My Life.
Of course, there is always the chance that it won’t work out. So let’s say it doesn’t. That doesn’t mean that it wasn’t true and right and real (or what-have-you) in its moment.
But who knows, maybe I’m just a little naive for feeling this way after all.
Just because it’s infatuation doesn’t mean that it can’t also be love, or whatever-you-wanna-call-it. I also don’t understand when people say, “Oh, I thought I was in love but it obviously wasn’t real” just because it didn’t work out. Well, what if it doesn’t work out? That doesn’t erase everything that happened or anything that was felt.
Maybe it’s super immature of me to think these things. Maybe I’m just a total romantic and refuse to let the world ruin that for me. Maybe I want to be able to tell a boy that I love him without feeling like the whole world is staring at me and scoffing at my silliness.
So maybe I fell in love with a boy in a matter of just a few days. Who’s to tell me what I do or do not feel?
So maybe it will work out and in a few years I will have to chance to laugh at life’s face and recite the famous little words from The Smiths' song that go, “How can they see the love in our eyes, and still they don’t believe us?” happily as I skip around the block with The Love of My Life.
Of course, there is always the chance that it won’t work out. So let’s say it doesn’t. That doesn’t mean that it wasn’t true and right and real (or what-have-you) in its moment.
But who knows, maybe I’m just a little naive for feeling this way after all.
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