There's always a place in me that he can call home. Not in any romantic terms or relationship wise, but as I see it. Love should be forever. I once told this man I loved him. To me, if love is true and if I say it. I know wholeheartedly I mean it. I would never speak it, unless I meant it. How can you say you love someone but once the relationship ends that's it. Love is done, connection cut. Disconnection upon breakup. That to me is a lie. What kind of love is that?
Someone once told me. Once we love someone we keep them there forever, we simply just always make room for more. To whom ever our soul mate is, that person holds our whole heart but that does that limit our love for others. Forgive me for being childish, but isn't that the reason we call this love? Because it is infinite. Because description is indescribable for love.
I still believe in true love.
I still believe in being happy.
I still believe in hand holding. Forehead kissing. Legs tangling, laughing and giggling falling asleep together in bed.
I still believe it is beyond the money, the looks, the gifts, that at the end of the day just us is enough.
//Side note:
I HATE APARTMENT SEARCHING. LOVE/HATE AUSTIN. :[
Figured I could use a wish.
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