I don’t know how real love actually feels like.
Well, no one
can redefine exactly to a proper sentence how it can be shortly apposed.
Especially when you’re still a teen, still loves the idea of exploring stuff
you barely can keep hold of.
But here’s one thing I know.
You suddenly don’t bother with the idea of filling someone’s
cup. You start thinking about them reaching to their own specific goals. You
shower them with your messy handmade cards which you’ve laughed all along the
process making them as you realized how annoying you are. You really are
genuine in having to accept their personal thoughts and beliefs. You’re really
happy seeing them enjoying their friends and family’s accompany. You love
supporting them just because.
Well, I guess that’s what people have been going through all
their lives when under this phase. But there’s an add up to this one.
Filling someone’s cup when you’re full of love, not out of
love. Considering their aspirations and dreams when your hands are writing the
formulas for calculus. Spending time with the crafts once at a time during
study breaks, not during study periods. Enjoying their company and attention
but also appreciating friends you hang out and cling to every day. Taking full
advantage of your time on debates and social activities before exchanging how
each other’s day went. Supporting them when you are full of motivation and am
sure you can be there for them.
In a more simple sentence, it shouldn’t be a barrier to what
you are doing and how you are making your life work on your own.
It’s not the major part of your life but it’s as important
as the rest. You don’t really expect them to do the same, at least you’re not
too desperate. If anything goes wrong, you aren’t disappointed. Cause your time
spent with them isn’t a burden and it apparently doesn’t affect your academic results
and of course, your self-worth.
That's when you know you're ready to love. At least that's what I understood about keeping things clear.
So here I am, in the middle of the process of making every
single day productive but also, hoping the best starting tomorrow for the
Superman I’ve been sharing an imaginary lizard named Blubo with.
Yes, I will be here all the way.
