I Thought I Knew You...

Everyone uses the word love so loosely.

I can't understand the people who date for 2 weeks and then tell their boyfriend or girlfriend that they love them. No, you don't love them. You don't know what you're talking about because if that's love, honey we're all screwed. I'll never comprehend those couples because it's not real. I can't grasp how people are so comfortable saying words that mean so much and treating it like it's nothing. It is something. It does mean a lot. These are not just ordinary words you link together to form everyday sentences.

The people who have been through thick and thin, taken life's blows and managed to come out just as strong if not stronger know what true love is. Those people who have felt lust, felt hurt, felt heartbreak, and recovered are the ones able to determine true love. I really don't believe we are capable of loving anyone aside from family and ourselves when we are young. A strong liking of a person, perhaps, but love is multidimensional and we far too immature to understand love in all it's dimensions.

You may say you love your boyfriend of 6 months, but I highly doubt you know enough of each other to call it love. Romeo and Juliet may have been teenagers when they fell in love, but that was a fairytale. Of course, some will argue there are the exceptions. I like to think of those as accidents - you fell together out of pure luck and to those of you who are of that nature, you're the lucky ones. The rest of us get to struggle to find what you are so certain you have.

- xx, Kelly.