i wanna fall so in love with you, and no one else. | 09/07/2010 |
Currently: [Tick Tock:] 1218am
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[Not Naked:] All Time Low shirt & A&E jogging pants
[Air Pollution:] Eminem ft. Rihanna: Love the Way You Lie
[Chit-Chatting:] No one
Scream Me A Love Song. Everybody's waiting. Whether they're aware of it or not, they're waiting. They're waiting for that person to walk into their lives and make their life seem worth while. They're waiting to share the love they've been carrying around in their hearts with someone else. They're waiting for that moment when they'll feel complete. When they'll feel whole. When all their puzzle pieces fall into place, and their puzzle is finally complete.
So you're waiting. So you wait. And you keep waiting until the moment when you know you don't have to anymore. That moment when your everything is right in front of you. And then what? How do you make what you've been waiting for, yours? How do you know for sure that you're not just blinded, because you're simply tired of waiting? How do you know that they really are that missing puzzle piece, and not just a piece you're trying to force into a place where it doesn't fit? How can you tell the difference? What makes the difference?
If there's no real way of ever knowing the difference between actually finding your missing piece and forcing a piece to fit... Why do we spend so much time waiting? Do you ever really stop waiting? Will there ever come a time when you'll listen to a love song on the radio and not wonder to yourself what feeling like that feels like?
What do you do when you know you've found your missing piece; when you know, without a doubt, that even though you don't make a textbook romance, everything you'll ever need is right there in front of you; and they don't feel the same way? What do you do then?
There's no rule book of love. There's no steps to follow to get it right. So what's the point? In love? In waiting? If there's no guarantee that you'll ever get it right, why try? It seems that love constantly sets you up for failure, so why try to succeed? Because you're waiting? You're waiting, without even realizing you're waiting? Perhaps. Although, people wait around expecting to win the lottery too, but that's not really likely, is it? So if love is game, without rules and with a 1 in a million chance of winning, why is it the one emotion that can make us feel so complete?
Shannon
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