why does love have to be?

All of the sayings we hear about love are kinda negative, no? Think about it. Hopeless romantic. Falling in love. Why am I a falling? Why am I hopeless?

When I think about love it’s warm, soft … like sunshine. It can be intense, blinding at times. It can warm up everything around you. There are the little pockets of perfection when it hits you just right. It covers you in this golden aura as it comes and goes. It’s light. It’s captivating. It has ups, downs. No matter what, it shows up for you every day.

That’s the love I want to give and receive at least. I know that it’s not too much to ask for because the love I want isn’t perfect, but it shows up.

I didn’t think I would be writing this much about love, but here we are. Over the last few weeks I have started paying attention to women more and more. The shit I see is unfortunate. I remember when I thought that there needed to be chaos for things to feel real too. But that shit is just not it.

I see people thinking it’s cute to objectify women. I see people say that if people aren’t trying to contact them after they are block they just aren’t working hard enough. Excuse me, what the fuck? I love a little mess, but I don’t want to live in it. So many different things have been rubbing me the wrong way lol.

I want a healthy, peaceful and fulfilling relationship. One with care. One with compassion. One that holds space for us to be who we are without judgement. One that we choose every day. Because love is definitely a choice. And I genuinely don’t think there is a better feeling to me than being chosen, intentionally.