If I could teach someone anything, it would be how to tell love from being in love.
I spent my high school years finding “love” and breaking my heart. I put so much time into finding someone and thought I loved them all only to now realize that I never loved them!
One has to note that love and being in love are not the same thing.
You cannot love someone and not be in love with them, but you can be in love with someone but not love them. So you can distinguish both.
I wasted so much time tossing the word love pointlessly that I was too blind to see that what I was feeling was just the adrenaline pumping of a friend. It took a three-year relationship with someone I see myself married to and planning a family to realize that no one was real before them.
It was just imitating. I liked them, yes, and we had good times too, but I never loved any of them.
The idea of love is complicated, chaotic, and confusing, a single labyrinth and it really takes a soul to connect with yours to feel what it really is and to distinguish between what love is and what is not.
It’s crazy to say, but you will know real, true, raw love when you find it. It will feel different from anything you’ve ever felt. It’s more than butterflies and admiration, it’s deeper than that. It’s spiritual and all-consuming.
It’s how I imagine waking up to a beautiful view of the beach or when I finally fall into bed after a long day.
It’s that powerful, suffocating sense of home and security, and it’s nothing short of absolutely beautiful.
Either you fall in love or you fall for the idea of it.