Most people find a partner that loves them just as they are, and doesn’t try to push them.
I don’t think that’s love, to be honest, of course you should love how someone is, but you should push them to be all they can be, because you aren’t so naive as to think that you are their one and only source of happiness.
When I look into your eyes, I see my sky, when I kiss your lips I taste my heaven, when I hold you in my arms, I feel my future, when you laugh it’s like God is speaking to me, and when you say my name I can feel happiness, falling down upon me. That’s how I know this is real baby.
There’s always that one lover that you swear you’ll never stop loving.
Until one day, you’ll meet another person, so miraculous and beautiful so absolutely right for you, that you can’t even remember that old lover’s name.
I’m just changing so much lately, my opinions, my thoughts, what matters in my life and what I could care less about. I’ve finally accepted that I am human, as silly as that sounds. I have a small issue accepting weakness and emotion in myself as well as others. But sometimes when you analyze someone you really admire or someone similar in personality to you, you see that they have the same flaws as you. And in that moment you see how beautiful the human condition can be, for once you don’t dwell on all the negative
I stopped making wishes a long time ago, became too cynical for hopes and dreams when I watched death. I realized I was the master of my own fate and if I were miserable it was my own fault.
It just took me so much longer than that to realize I deserved happiness.
So in a way I’m not so upset I’m changing, because I’ve always wanted to be, think, and act the way of the person I’m slowly becoming.
Perhaps I just still don’t think I deserve it. Or maybe I know I’m too weak to handle it.