In so many ways, I am still such a little girl. I love sparkles and love stories and Disney movies. I still get butterflies when I fall asleep on Christmas Eve.
I believe in many, many irrational things. I believe in fairy tale endings. I believe in miracles, and in a higher power(but I guess I am still hammering out the details in that one.) I believe in love, in no way am I saying that love is not real. It is the realest thing I have ever seen, felt, or known.
I have finally, after careful inner debate, stopped believing in love at first sight. Attraction at first sight? obviously. Interest at first glance? duh. You can love the sight of someone. But you do not love someone the first moment you see them. Disagree all you want, but I don't think it's humanly possible. Love is about the inside. About the real him or her. You love someone for the person they are, not the appearance they present. You fall in love with someone's heart, not their face or body.
So all these insane attention needing girls who insist on celebrating how in love they are on their 16 day-iversary, just stop. Slow down, be young, if you are so into him then learn who he is and fall in love like you fall asleep. "Slowly, and then all at once." (John Green)
I'll always be looking for that real, solid, forever love. Until then, I'll be living my own life and making sure I know myself before trying to be a part of someone else.
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