Isn’t love a fascinating thing. When your thoughts are based on someone else’s opinion, When you stare at the tiny baby you have created and know that forever you will now be en-devoured to do everything you can in order to give them your everything. When you stare at your partner and think that even though you see them every day you are still interested in what they have to say and when you cuddle up to watch a film you still feel those butterflies.
I am forever one to say I love inadequate objects like handbags and shoes and in a sense I do mean that but never in a way to be ‘in’ love. Is there a way to thoroughly explain love?
When having a sad dream and you wake up crying because they are involved, when you are having a bad day and you immediately want them with you.
How do you define love? It’s not something that can be measured? It is so unpredictable and yet so precious. If you were to think of just one sentence of what love meant to you, what would yours be?
Mine would be: ‘to want to give my all, for nothing but cuddles and for them to be there’