Why sometimes in life just when we find that little light in a dark room, it seems to disappear? Why somtimes when we finally find that carton of milk for our cereal.. theres nothing in it? Sometimes after months of having no love in life, months of being hurt by partners who don't truly know the definition of a relationship, months of lies, we find a savior. We find someone who is willing to look past our imperfections, who is willing to come and turn our frown upside down, who is willing to shield us when we are most vulnerable. But we are scared.. we think that it is too good to be true, or that they might've made a mistake in choosing us, so we either put up a fight, or try to rush into things immediately. We don't want to take things at a calm rate, because we are scared of going back to that lonely person who would just sit on the train while a couple is right across from us cuddled up. We fear going back to that lil boy whos biggest fear was being all alone for the rest of life. We don't want to go back to being that lil girl who never experienced the satisfaction of a true signicant "other". We don't have to rush into things, or take a back seat because that person didn't make a mistake. He or she has found something in you that takes their breath away. They have found something in you, that makes you want to sing love songs on a rainy day. They look at you, and don't see the imperfections that you label yourself with, they don't see what everybody else see. They don't see something normal or average, but indeed unique.. Don't be afraid to take this risk, just let it happen... x3
