Tuesday, June 8, 2010


...how do you know when you're actually in love, i arrived at this question today when Mr. Muscles sent me an ever popular “Love you :)” text and my reiterated response being,” Love you more !” I think the playful arguemtn is a common argument within young relationships. But why? Does it make us feel better to hear it back, even though the painful truth may be that this is just another little bicker that we enjoy to have in our relationships. I mean how do we ever really know who loveds who more? Or if we even love another at all. I can tell you, its this feeling of completeness, I feel whole when hes around, like nothing can touch me, nothing is going to hurt me. And I think the real reason I know it, I know, everyday that no matter what happens to me, i want him to be the person next to me when I fall asleep. I want him to be the person that I wake up next to and kiss in the morning. It never gets old, hearing Im beautiful, the innocent kisses that turn to passionate love, the soft touch when he stares into my eyes and holds my cheeks to kiss me gently. Nothing compares. I’ve levde others before, but have I ever been in love? I’m not sure, im still not sure if I have ever been in love, what I do know is that I have never loved aother the way I love him, and the feelings I have go to the grave, I put him first, worry constantly and have claws out for any girlt that lays eyes on him, Im protective and loving and crazy and wildy in love with this boy. He’s everythng. And telling him I love him, just seems to be a way of letting him know that Im here, always here. Bur when he argues, i love you more abby, I lifght up inside, I feel good. Why? Does he love me more, how does he know, how will we ever know? Can love be measured by anyone? Or maybe the real question is, Why do we feel the constant need to be reassured?

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