POST 2: your first love
I labeled my first post, day… does that make sense? I’m changing that. post 2.
You know, this could be taken so many ways.
I’ll take it, this way.
The first time I knew what real love was. I mean ya we throw the word love around like it’s a ball, but once you get it, something changes. I left my family for a year, I traveled the country, I saw things and met new people. While learning about our country and making life long friends, I lost my cell phone, spent money when I shouldn’t have, lost my sister’s bible.. along with many other things.. that belonged to my sister.
I KNOW what love is but when I left my family did everything to let me know that I was missed and loved. I don’t know if this makes sense to you but to me it was love. It was love that explained what love really is. Even though I kept on screwing up and screwing up, my family never forgot to tell me they missed me and they loved me.
love is caring, love is trust, love is faith, love is true, love is respect, love is believing.
Being in love is another thing I’m learning about. When I know more… I’ll still keep my mouth shut cause I know there will be more to learn forever and ever amen.
love love love love :) i love love. If love just took over just a little bit more then it is already in the world, there’d be a huge difference.
