To Follow Love

What’s more important? To follow love, or to pursue a dream, or if you can do both simultaneously, wouldn’t you? Would you want that one person to come home to at the end of a long day and curl up on the couch with. You would want that somebody to wipe your tears, or hold your hand at an amazing event where you’re getting honored for your accomplishments in life.

At this age, still fairly young, but still old enough to be considered an adult, it’s hard to blur the lines. To realize that love is just as important as success because at the end of the day, what is success without someone to share it with.

When I love, I love with all of me. It doesn’t scare me to make sacrifices for love because I know I’ll never regret them. Who could regret cuddling all night, laughing all day, head in the clouds, feet on the ground? Who could regret spending time with the one person that gives you butterflies with just one look?

I may be advanced in my feelings for the age I am, but someone made me that way. Someone came into my life and showed me how important love (real, unconditional love) can be. Someone made me never want to run from a relationship again. They wipe my tears when I cry, hold my hand wherever we are, smile at me when I need it, eat cereal with me at 1 a.m when neither of us can sleep. He is my best friend, what I believe to be the man I am going to be with forever. The hard part is life.

Life is coming up quick. Not just every day eating and breathing, but real life. Graduation, job hunts, moves. It’s all so scary. Scary because I know we both have to follow our hearts and our dreams. Scary because I want nothing but the best and most amazing happiness for him and unfortunately it’s reality that that happiness could be somewhere away from me.

I believe in us. I believe in him. But my heart still hurts thinking about those strong arms one day not being around me.

Until then though, I’m letting go of control. I’m letting go of planning (so unlike me). I’m living in the moment with the man I want to live each moment with.

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