Love - It Goes On

It’s either there or not. And it happens so quickly, you don’t even notice it.
When you meet with that special person the first time, you know nothing about each other. Nothing at all. And despite all the rationality something just happen. You want to spend hours with that person; you want to just listen to what he/she says – even if it would be a big pile of rubbish if it’d come out from somebody else’s mouth. They makes you laugh like no others.

You can be the strongest, most confident person in the whole wide World, but you just can’t stop those shaky legs, can’t seem to be able to put one sensible sentence together – nor stop talking because you are too worried it will get awkward and weird.

At the end of the night of your first date you wish time would stop there and then at that perfect moment – when only the two of you exist in the Universe – would never end. You can’t sleep because all you can think of how great you felt with that person and you are trying to figure how can it be so easy and smooth. All of a sudden this person becomes part of your every moment in the day. And you became one very special and unique thing together that you never want to lose. Hopefully it lasts for a while.

But there are times when it comes to an end. I don’t know why. I guess we are constantly growing, developing, making changes and decisions in our lives as individuals; and that creates the chance to grow apart.

And it hurts. And seems like the end of the world has came. And you suffer. Can’t eat or sleep. Want to hate the one, think of every bad and negative you can just remember of but still can’t hate them.

This is love. Still. Even if it’s now making you suffer.

And then it starts again. And you are putting your heart out there for someone else who might break it. And so it goes.