Love is so synonymous with cognitive dissonance it may as well be made official. It can make you smile or make you frown, give you laughter or fill you with tears; the simultaneous experience of zenith and nadir is both wonderful and tragic.
I'd like to think that I have grown up a lot, and learned a lot about what it really means to love. There is a fine line between love and infatuation, but in order to find that line, you need patience. If you rush into it too quickly, you may lose feelings quickly, and after you realised you were only infatuated with them, you've sabotaged your own prospects for love in the future.
In order to truly love someone, you need to know them completely- you need to see them at their best and at their worst, and everything in between.
To be in love means you crave for the opportunity to see them again.
To be in love means that every hug is more passionate than the last.
To be in love means that you respect them as an individual. You are not truly in love if you dare to corrupt their priorities for your own selfish agendas.
To be in love means often surprising them, and constantly itching to give it away, because you can't wait to see the look in their eyes, or hear them say the words 'I love you'.
To be in love means you love their flaws, and embrace their insecurities.
When you're ready to fall in love, then by all means, fall in love. But never rush it, or things may end badly. Spending an extended length of time getting to know someone is better than rushing to tell them you love them when you don't really mean it, or when you don't really understand what it means to love, be loved, or be in love. Personally, taking my time has been the greatest thing I have done for myself.
Love transcends; it perseveres- and it is the greatest feeling you will ever know. So cherish it.
Don't be so eager to quit at the first sign of trouble. Work through it, and I promise you things will get better. I promise you, because I know it is true.
I love her, and I know I do because everything I do works towards a better future with her. Every morning I wake up with her on her mind, and every night, I long to hold her. In every waking moment, when she is not on my mind, I am thinking about improving myself to be a better man for her.
I want nothing more than a future where I am happy with who I am and what I have achieved, both of which she has been my reason. My catalyst.
I don't want her to feel like she does not have my full attention, or that I have the desire to be with someone else, though these feelings will always be inevitable, as experience has shown me, regardless of how trustworthy they are. Yet I will put ill thoughts at ease by being by her side, always.