So last night while sleeping on my good for nothing air bed (we’ll cover that later) I had the most beautiful dream. Like I woke up in tears kind of thing. I’m not even sure how the dream started, but it tore me up. I was all types of crying. My dream was of my friend’s wedding. Now mind you, in real life this friend has no plans of wedding anytime soon, but for some reason my mind does. Anyway, it was an incredible ceremony. They were dressed in black and gold and did this beautiful dance entrance. It was awesome.
(Of course I had to cue a cute happy couple)
I tell this story to say, I love love.
Love and caring for someone is truly an incredible thing. It’s when you have that person who makes you feel like you can make sense of everything else. Those little moments that seem like nothing, but create some of the best memories. When you fight, but are willing to give up your side of the story simply to be in that familiar touch. Sure, this is incredibly corny and lovey, but love is truly an amazing thing.
It’s something that is reserved for two people to share in their own way. It’ll never look the same between any two couples. Not everyone and everything will be that “love” that we all rush so quickly to find. However, through a series of trial and error or even a delayed search, I’m sure everyone will find that one person that just does it for them. We can spend our whole young life looking for it and be too distracted to really see it.
But I’m 23 and moderately attractive, YOLO.
I kid, but I love love.
