This thing I read the other day is completely
stuck in my head and boy, I have questions
and need to discuss. “The way you love is not
necessarily the same way other people love.”
Very simple and obvious but we, or maybe its
only me, seem to forget it all the time. Especially
when I am not loved the way I expect, I can
make it very difficult for myself.
I was always ready to be in love. Like literally
always. And I’ve been there. So often, I don’t
remember each and every one of them.
Back to the ways of loving. Question #1:
How long does it take before you realise you
are loved but just not in the way you know or
expect? Can you accept it? Should you accept
it? Even though real love does not ask questions,
lets not fool ourselves, there are questions.
So when do you draw the line and evaluate?
Or do you?
When do you accept the differences and how
many are allowed?
Passion over everything or not?
I am always ready to fall in love. Being ready
doesn’t mean I want to. Sometimes I want to
but they don’t. But it doesn’t matter how much
you want to, they don’t call it carefully sitting
down next to love but fucking falling in it.
So go ahead. Fall. I need to stand up first.