Fall in love for real

let’s just say, once you finally stop seeking it… it’ll find you. don’t give up on yourself… focus on living your life and being yourself, and once you do that, you’ll attract and/or be attracted to people that you didn’t even think existed. love can be found in the most unexpected places!

I used to think that maybe I never wanted to fall in love just because I never used to think that there was the one perfect person for me. But, high school changed my mind and so did God. When I was in high school, my whole idea about love changed and I began to desire it. Then when my thoughts started to change, God came in and changed them even more. He made me realize that not only do I want to fall in love, but I will fall in love, and I will fall in love the with perfect person for me. That person is out there because He made him just for me. I can’t wait to meet that person and begin our love story.

She was a friend, we just clicked. Spent as much of our free time together and the nicest part of the day was getting a lift to work together. Jut to sit side by side in the car, made me so happy. Talked about everthing, our current relationships which were not doing well. I decided to end my relationship – for all the right reasons – it was dead. And she decided to do the same a little later. And somewhere in the middle of it all we worked out we were in love with each other, which made things really hard.

We had so many good times, she healed me and i remembered what love was all about. I thought there must be a reason we found each other at such a critical time. I couldn’t give her up, loved her so much and our paths seemed to just keep bringing us back together even when we would try and part. And what could i do? I fell in love so hard, she got under my skin, i didn’t know until it was too late.

But then after breaking up with her ex, and leaving, she went back. Broke my heart, absolutely shattered me.

Found out the hard way that even when love is real, not everybody values it. It was real for us, but she was not prepared to make the big changes in her life to honour our love, to be with me. So she has gone back to her home and family, and her partner? I don’t think there’s any real love there, but there is the warmth of family and family connections. Which is a kind of love i guess.

Now i want to fall in love for real again – but this time i hope my heart picks somebody who is prepared to do something about it. Give me strength to trust again.

The guy I had been dating… I got up the courage to talk to him about the lack of “Zsa-zsa-zsu” a few weeks back. Actually, I did most of the talking; I said that I couldn’t “date” someone who was so afraid to make any type of committment – no matter how small. He just replied, “OK”.

I finally resigned myself to non-dating. Giving up for a while. Then, one day, I was at the library chatting online, and BAM – a guy. Turns out he is employed, LEGAL (for a change), kind, fun, and seemingly “normal”. I am falling….

i said “i love you” and meant it, but i wasnt exactly in love. if you know what i mean?

I have been dating a guy for 4 months now. It feels like we are just quiet, platonic friends. We don’t talk. We don’t really even hang out. How do you find the FIREWORKS!!! I don’t want to settle, but right now, I feel that being alone would be dangerous for me – I am in a fragile state. Help…..

I don’t think anything could be more true about love.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
-1 Corinthians 13:4-8

It has occurred to me that perhaps I have already reached my goal of “falling in love for real”. Because I have this kind of love with some people. They are my friends. They are the people that I might not spend the rest of my life with in any way, shape or form. We might lose touch after I go to college, or maybe after I graduate and find a job somewhere else and a place somewhere else. Which I can’t imagine happening because I want my kids to go to that church and that school that I was never lucky enough to go to.
But I might have already reached this goal. Because I do love these people, who are my family in all but DNA, with all the biblical characteristics of love. I love this group with a love that I pray will never fail and will never be below the one and only true standard of love.

I have discovered the perfect description of love. My question to myself is, do I have this kind of love in my life? Am I living this out?

As a diverse people, we have a very diverse range of definitions of “real love”.
For some people, real love is what you see in the movies. It’s a chance meeting, a look into someone else’s eyes, and just knowing that he is “the one”- that you are absolutely meant to spend the rest of your life with that person. It’s knowing that that pair of eyes is the only pair of eyes you want to look into that way for all of your days. For some people, real love happens at first sight and never dies.
For some people, real love is an epiphany about a person you’ve never really liked. It’s looking at that person, of whom you might not have been terribly fond yesterday, and seeing that today there is something different about them. It might be that laugh that comes from deep within the soul, the endless laugh when they have heard the funniest thing in the world, the laugh that would make you feel like the luckiest person in the world if you could cause that laugh. It might be that smile that comes when the very person they wanted to see walks into the room. For some people, real love is an epiphany that comes when you see another side of a person. When you are exposed to their true self- the way they care for their best friend (or perhaps, sadly, a significant other, whom you want to go away promptly so you can get closer and get to know this side of them), the way he lightly drapes his arm over her shoulder, the way he runs his hand through her hair, the shapes formed by his mouth when he leans slightly closer and comforts her in this crisis that hardly matters to you except for the fact that you are seeing this amazing side of him, the way he tells her that it’s going to be alright. For some people, that is real love- the sudden realization that this person whom you have known so long is so real, so amazing, and you want to be exposed to that more often, you want to be part of it and you want it to be part of you.
For some people, real love happens when you are on the receiving end of this tenderness. It is when he gives you a hug or a kiss on the cheek to let you know that he is there for you. It is when you are sitting on the curb after work, or up in the break room, or by your locker, crying, and he stops and sits with you and drapes that arm over your shoulder and forms those shapes with his mouth near your ear to comfort you in this crisis that suddenly doesn’t seem to matter just because he is there.
To me, any of these things, and more, could be real love. But I believe that real love is real when it is shared between two people. Real love happens when you love someone else with your entire soul, when you love everything about them and you’re not just being superficial. It’s not just because they’re a good lover with good looks and a high position on the social ladder and they treat you well enough. Real love happens when you love every part of someone else with every part of you, and they give it all back.
I want to fall in this kind of love. I want to fall head over heels in love with someone with absolutely no fear. I want to embrace this new unknown sensation. I want to give myself to someone in that way, without giving myself away entirely, because I firmly believe that you don’t have to give yourself away in “that” way, physically, to prove that you actually love someone.
I don’t entirely know what real love is, or if I’ve already fallen in it. I don’t know if I’ve already achieved this goal. But I certainly want to find out.

Someday.

I recently went on summer vacation and fell in ‘love’. and by ‘love’, i mean just a summer thing. it was short, but i know what it’s like and i just wish i could fall in love for more that just the summer! FOR REAL.