This and it made me think:
Does your happiness have to depend on that person loving you? Why would you give someone the power over your happiness. True, if we don’t know if they love back it can hurt, but that’s why I think in order to really love it has to go both ways. Moving on from something like that isn’t easy but life is too short to spend time on dwelling on it. I say this now of course, but while I still love I wonder. Does he too? Only one way to find that out. Why am I so afraid of the answer? Especially when I just spouted about moving on if it doesn’t work the way you wanted it too.
Maybe because this time it’s a different kind of love. It’s a love that was made over time. A love that I didn’t even know I had until it hit me like a bolt of lightening. You know, in that moment instead of being afraid of it it filled me with a sense of joy that I can only describe is falling in love with him. Everyday since then I’ve tried to tell him. Until it was driving me mad. I chilled out about it and realized that the time will come. I guess I’m just getting impatient.
So that brings me back to the original quote. Why give that person the power to hurt you? Well because in that moment when it’s right and you feel it’s right they might just love you back. The potential to have that happen out weighs any of the other consequences so much that I don’t even give them thought. Yah, I’ll still be looking for that right moment.