“I can say with great certainty and absolute honesty that I did not know what love was until I knew what love was not.”
I honestly didn’t know how to describe love when people would ask me; some say love is blind, some say love is caring for someone very deeply, and some others say love is unconditional.
I haven’t figured out what love was until I knew what love was not. Love isn’t meant to be hard. It’s not meant to give you a difficult time. It’s when you know you’re doing things for the people that matter at your own will. Nobody needs to shove it down your throat and force it, and it doesn’t feel like a chore.
Love isn’t violent, it’s supposed to be the calm. Love isn’t feeling quaint, it’s supposed to make you feel comfortable. Love isn’t meant to be unusual, it’s supposed to be familiar. Love is like walking into a house and suddenly feeling like you’re home. Love is supposed to fill you up, not make you feel empty.