(Source: iwrotethisforyou.me, via quote-book)
Just One Life..
creative..
Reviewing
“Seven days has gone so fast,
I really thought the pain would pass.
It’s been nearly an hour,
since I thought of you.
Daniel Merriweather officially knows the score. It seems the first love is most definitely the worst love. The most fresh, the most new, the most exciting but by far the most painful. We have experienced this first hand over the past couple of years and have come to realise life may well be a bastard, but men are in whole new realm.
Cunts.
As said in a song “the first cut is the deepest” and we are living proof. Our first loves were literally some of the best months of our lives but the inevitable end wasn’t exactly hunk dory in either case.
Its like, it all changes. You’ve had relationships since little days. But the FIRST ONE is different and it feels so straight away. The butterflies, adrenaline, worry, confusion, lust…love. Is it me, or do you suddenly feel like you’re growing up? Being a big girl? haha. I did. I felt more mature, but fuck, I was no where near mature. You think you’re ready for decisions, BIG decisions but if I could go back, I certainly would.
Some may say I was too young to have even loved, some people may say that this is merely young love and that it isn’t true love. But we think if you’ve been in love then you know. There’s no explanation as to how or why it’s just something that happens. Something that you have no control over.”
Looking back, (now feeling even more mature) I realise how I would’ve handle that situation if it was now. The boy is never to be spoken about. And the new girlfriend is automatically hated. They’re the rules ;) I wonder why I ever let him control me for that long, or make me cry so hard and then I realise, yes, I was in love. Full on, 100%, heart gripping love. Yuck. It takes time to learn that you can be happy in a new relationship, even if the ‘feeling’ isn’t the same. Time heals so we have to try, right? Never give up and strive forward. It sounds silly, but yes, I did let someone take that much lead in my life that I became a different person. I lost the real me. He still appears, but I’ve moved on enough to laugh and think, yeah right, like i even NEED you in my social circle any more. I’m ready to love again (: simple.
Still, there’s no denying it - the good times were great, they were some of the best times and we know its not the only time we will ever feel the way we have.
Inspiration!
