Many people say you cannot fall in love at a young age. I’m 17 years old, and I get a lot of negative feedback from such people telling me I’m not old enough to experience love. Well, you’re not in love enough to know that love comes to anyone, at any age. We’ve all had love for something. When I was little, I love my Barbie dolls. But it was a different kind of love. Nonetheless, it was love.
And now I love in a very different way. I love from a romantic place. And I believe that you can only love one person in your life. If you can fall out of love, you were never in love. Not true love anyway. That’s just my opinion. And I believe everyone has a soul mate. You were born alone, but you were meant to live with someone else. Someone who completes you. Someone who shows you what true love is, and how it is to love someone to their pieces. Someone who you will fight with, but also fight for. Someone who will complete you, despite arguments, judgements, doubts, and obstacles.
I have found the person who completes me. My once in a lifetime love, and that means forever.. because forever does exist. And guess what.
When we’re older, we’re gonna live together. We’re gonna have an apartment first. He’s going to do all the driving, because I’m horrified. Then we’re gonna get married cause we’ll be financially ready, and will we get a house? Yes we will. And it’ll be big, but not too big; it’ll be comforting. We’ll have a pretty backyard with a grill and stuff, and a nice patio. And our living room won’t be for show; this is the place we will watch Saturday night movies in, and it will be beautiful. We’re gonna have lots of bookshelves, too, and pictures everywhere. We’ll have a huge kitchen in the middle of our house with an island counter so I can cook for you. And a vase in the hall for when you bring home lilies just because it’s Wednesday. I love those. Our bedroom is going to be so pretty. And we’ll have a really comfortable bed, like mine is, with lots of pillows that we could cuddle into. Then, when we have kids, we’ll have a treehouse, and we’ll get all kinds of baby toys and I’ll baby proof the house because I’ll be paranoid. And we’ll paint the baby’s room ourselves and get all the cutest clothes. We’ll have a puppy, a Siberian husky, like the one we saw in the pet store a couple of months ago. We’ll have a beautiful life, with pictures of us all over the house, and our family, too. At night, we’ll lay in bed and I’ll tell him stories and rub his back, and then I’ll rest my head on him and he’ll rub my hair, and we’ll entangle ourselves in each other and sleep. And when I wake up, I will kiss him on his forehead and tell him how happy I am to wake up to him. He gets more beautiful by the days.
Everyone deserves this; a person who you can plan your life with, and then work for it, and watch as it all comes true. Because, yes, love is work and it’s not always easy. But when you find it, hold on tight. And if you let it go, fight for it. It’s always worth the fight. It won’t be like “The Notebook”. Everyone in love has their own story. But it’ll be beautiful, because it’s love. And love conquers all.