I’m In Real Love Now
I thought so many times before now that I knew what real love was. Every experience, I convinced myself was real. I took every moment serious. And seriously believed …every time, I was really in love.
It’s funny though… Because love is never what you think it is. It wasn’t until now, in this moment, in my current relationship, in dealing with someone who completes me and makes things relevant….that I’ve found out what true real love is. First of all, it is mutual. Nothing real is one sided. There is a reciprocity that exists without any words spoken when you really love someone.
Prior to now… I was convinced that the only qualifying factors of love were being unconditional and endless. No matter how much pain and sorrow I suffered from, I believed love still existed in the most fucked up situations. However, the irony in that is the more I believed I was in real love..the more it was obvious I wasn’t.
Real love is actually showing the absence of all things bad. Proving that peace and wholeness can live between a single connection of two people. Love is everything right, everything good, everything meaningful.