love.

At this age could I truly fall in love? I’m not quite sure if that is possible for those around me to believe. At the age of nineteen do we know what love is? Quite frankly, I think we do not. We have so much to learn and to understand before we know what true love is. But, then again, what if we have a sense? We may not feel fully in love at that particular moment but afterwards we do. After the pain and suffering of breaking up you start to miss that person. You miss their smile, their voice, their laughter, their smell, their over individuality. They made you something different, or should I say yourself. You weren’t afraid to be yourself and be judged for it. They liked you for who you were and didn’t want anything different. Sadly, we don’t realize this until after we have been cut off from communication with this individual. The feelings of being comforted by that person have been gone and we begin to suffer…..again. Now for my own experience, I must say when you have been broken up for a few months little things bring back those memories; memories we loved and miss. Sometimes I catch myself thinking and dreaming and then saying “Why? Why, did it have to end?” I think I got afraid, afraid to keep moving forward, afraid of being too serious, and getting caught in the moment like some of my friends have. I never really felt like I was “in love” by any means. However, the more I ponder back and think of what things could have been, I fear love was in that image. Above all else, we learn from our mistakes and grow from others; I feel I have and have a better sense in what I need and want in life.