Love is a weird thing.
When I was little I always thought I would fall in love and be in love with that person for the rest of my life.
I'd find him and that would be it.
Boy, was I wrong.
I've been in love multiple times.
With all the wrong people of course.
But I still have faith in that little four letter word.
I've been broken and beaten.
Shattered.
Bruised.
But love is still bursting through me, trying to find the one who will fill all those holes and patch up all those bruises.
I know I will still fall in love with the next great guy who comes along and sweeps me off my feet.
I fall fast for guys.
I allow myself to love hard and deep because if I don't I know I'll regret never feeling that feeling.
I love LOVE.
I love sweet kisses.
I love long hugs.
I love feeling that person staring at you admiring you at random moments.
I love the sweet touches against my face.
I love the tenderness.
I love cuddling.
I love when your holding hands and they rub your fingers with theirs.
I love the happiness.
All those things happen and you catch feelings.
And then something happens and you break up and then you think you will never love again.
But the next guy always comes.
But I am tired of that "next guy".
I want "THE" guy.
I want;
the best friend
the companion
the lover
the partner
the real deal
the everything in one.
I'm done falling in love with these guys who just care about themselves.
I'm ready to be with someone and STAY with someone.
Someone who is committed to this life WITH me.
I don't want to fight to keep love in my life.
I want easy.
I want LOVE.
I want happiness.
I want;
kissing
cuddles
hand holding
long walks & long talks
romance
cute little surprises
silly fights
more good times then bad
no second guessing
trust
faith
patience
understanding
loyalty
etc.
One day I will find it and I will be the luckiest woman in the world...
ONE DAY