I’ve never fully being in love, and I don’t believe in the whole ‘love at first sight’ crap. I have never met anyone who fully understands me, and nobody ever will. There are the ones who hurt you and misunderstand you, but for some reason, you continue loving them. I thought I was in love, but it turned out to be that silly little thing called a ‘crush.’ ‘To love and be loved is everything’ as they say, and I’d rather love someone than be loved in return.
On my part, there’s no such thing of happy endings.
I thought, in the past, that I was in love. Turns out – I probably wasn’t. I’ve seen love, two of my current best friends and my old best friend, all found love. I’ve watched it, I saw it’s beginnings, watched the middle, and I know that I’ll never witness an end to any of their relationships. But, as bad as I’ve wished for it to happen to me, it’s just not my time yet.