Can't move on...

Just when your promised the world, the world ends. Isn't that how it always works? Right when it's good again, it's taken from you & you have no choice, or say in the matter. I don't understand the reasoning behind love. I don't understand what it stands for or what it means. I thought it meant waiting for 5 o'clock to come everyday & running into his arms after work, or kisses at the most random times, jumps on the bed waking me up just to tell me "I'm home, now go back to bed baby". I thought it was your best friend day in & day out. And nothing in the world mattering but him. I thought it was having someone so in love with me & me being all that mattered. I thought it meant being married, and for the rest of my life waking up to you next to me. I thought it was fighting, then reminding me how much you loved me and that no fight was to big. I thought I had the best love could get. But just when you think you have the world, the world ends. Isn't that how it always works?

When you've lost all hope...

Seriously FIND SOME MORE! Love is the weirdest, most beautiful feeling in the whole world. Some relationships are the sappy stuff you find in movies and some are so out there you are constantly confused. But at the end of the day, they're both still Love. And when it's true, and there are problems just push through them, because that's exactly what true love it. Finding something real and fighting for it harder than you've ever fought for something in your entire life. Cause when you make the decision to make yourself happy your giving yourself the greatest gift you can. Don't ever lose hope!

Which way is the right direction...

Tons of people say "follow your heart" when you ask for advice. But are they taking the easy way out of the discussion, or are they giving you the best advice you will hear? I am like many others, really good at saying I am okay, and that I am over someone. That my heart is no longer tied to someone I used to consider special. When truth is were lying to ourselves. Why though? Why are we so quick to say we don't care, we're over it, why are we so okay with telling our head we are better off without you? Cause we know we are? Or because we think that's a lot easier to hear than that someone tell you they are over you. I think for me it's the second answer. I like many others am very scared of the things I don't know. But how do you know unless you jump for your answer? But how do you jump with that fear in the back of your head of falling?