For a long long time, I haven’t had this warm and fuzzy feeling. That one feeling that makes me feel at peace, and sort of taken care of. Like as if someone understood things and how I truly feel on the inside.
I’m 30 but i still struggle to understand this cloud of feelings. Today, someone reminded me what Love is, it is loving – through, both the good and bad times. Crying AND laughing together.
Holding hands and tiding through together.
I think for a long time, I wasn’t willing to look or be open to the part that its both the good and bad. I wanted the good, and easy, and the fast, and the visible. I forgot that in this life, there are a lot of bad and unspoken, uncomfortable things that people go through (and i forgot i go through it too).
Today I learn to be a little more about love.