Love

Do you ask yourself why sometimes? Why do we fall for those who cant catch us, and ignore those who love us. Why do we cry over those who only mean to cause us pain, and waste our time on someone who is just trying to bring us down. We cannot force ourselves to love, just as we cannot force another to love us. We can only be someone who is capable of being loved. Who you need to be with isn't always the hottest person or the the one that everyone would die to be with. Maybe sometimes the people that we are really meant to be with are the ones that make us smile. The ones that we can share awkward silences with. Maybe we are supposed to be with the one who is so wrong for us that it makes it right. Someone who makes us see them for who they really are. I think that we need to accept that our ideal partner may not be what we expected and that maybe, just maybe he or she's a little bit more. The truth is painful. Deep down, nobody wants to hear it, especially when it hits close to home. Sometimes we tell the truth because the truth is all we have left to give. Sometimes we tell the truth because we need to say it out loud to hear it for ourselves. And sometimes, we tell the truth because we just can't help ourselves. We tell them, because we owe them at least that much.

Cause in the end, it isn't about the physical appearance, who looks better with who, what she's got on, and how many abs he's got under his shirt. It shouldn't be about neglecting your life and everyone in it before he or she came around, it shouldn't be about losing your priorities and dignity, giving up your pride. It is understanding each others backgrounds, being there for someone when you don't have to, staying up for the other even if you gotta get up early the next day, its about laughing and taking care of each other' s heart, not walking away the second things aren't perfect like they seem to be in the movies, because truth of the matter is, if you work at something, and do it together,