Sueño con tenerte asi desde hace mucho tiempo
thank you, deary~
DPception, anon, DPception.
You can stop taking quizzes in Cosmo. Here’s what love really is.
Love is still wanting to hold someone after you climax. After the initial euphoria from the orgasm wears off, you’re replaced with a sense of calm rather than a panic. You don’t want to search for your clothes, scramble to find your keys and figure out the best way to tell them, “See ya later forever!” You’re fine with chilling out in bed with the person and maybe ordering pad thai later.
Love is unattractive. It can expose our worst traits: Jealousy, irrational fears, heated anger; the gang’s all here! While it can bring out compassion and tenderness, it can also make you behave like the ugliest version of yourself. That can be okay for a little while, but love with real longevity should be like a xanax rather than an adderall.
Love is not afraid to be schmaltzy. There’s a reason why the most popular love songs are so lyrically simple. You can drown it in metaphors all you want but love usually boils down to, “You make me so happy. I want to hold your hand. I just want u 2 be mine 4ever!” You can be a 50-year-old linguistics professor at Columbia University and still find something to relate to in a Mariah Carey ballad if you’re in love because the feelings are so universal. It’s humbling, isn’t it? No matter who you are or what your background is, love can reduce you to Mariah Carey mush.
It started as friendship - best friends actually - as the most enjoyable and loving relationships usually do. He was just joining the army and I was still in school, but someone we made it work. We could, and still do, spend hours laying together, spooning, and just being able to talk. I can tell him about my crappy day, ask for advice, and just talk about unimportant things. We dream together, about growing up, having a family, and enjoying life.
As well, the most rewarding part is being able to listen to the person I love. Knowing that you mean the world to someone, and returning the same feeling is the best feeling in the world. We know each other so well we can’t have an argument last more than a couple hours.
It’s great knowing that I found the love of my life, and if things don’t work out, I’ll have had an amazing relationship that meant more to me than clothes, fashion, and gossip.
your story is lovely kay. i hope you’re doing well. <3
i do my best, anon ;) thank you <3