Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. you expect it to be a world full of roses,laughs, and perfect moments that you only find in movies. You expect her to always say the right thing, and always know how you feel, or exactly how you react to it. You expect her to calm you down when youre yelling or chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely and utterly defeated when something doesnt exactly match up to your plans. But thats the thing, love isnt a plan. It doesnt have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or invisible finish line to those deeply in it. Love happens; it is so inredibly messy. People around you cant comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply they cant see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when youre in love. Its inconvenient, painful, and devastating at times, but we cant live without it. What you dont learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put in it. Love isnt her calming you down when you yell. Its her yelling, just as hard, just as loud, right back at you, right in the face to wake you up in the morning and keep you grounded. It isnt him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship look more presentable. Its after the long fight, that drains the life and bones out of you both, and yet she shows up at your door the next morning anyway. Its not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. So no, its not her caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. Its her standing there, admitting shes just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love, youre not the only one involved. Youve unknowingly put your life, heart into the palms of another persons hands and say, "Here do what you will. Mash it into mince meat, or forget I ever handed it to you. As long as YOU have it." It makes us crazy. It makes reality invisible and it erases all the lines that we shouldnt cross. Because love isnt about fencing ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. Its about staring the wits out of every nerve in your body, but pushing forward anyways. Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it. And its a heck of alot better, than being 100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a diffrence between feeling "happy" and feeling whole
-Ashleyyy(: