There are so many overused words these days. Beautiful...perfect...great...love. It's amazing how many times these words come out of somebody's mouth on a daily basis. I try not to use the first three much at all. I don't think that I've ever seen either anyway. Love is a totally different monster. I've been in love at least twice. Hopefully they know who they are. Even love can be dissected so many times just to make it acceptable to use all the time. I have songs that I love, but do I really love them? Will I be listening to them years from now? I don't know. It's just hard to really say that word if you don't truly mean it. At least it is for me. I love my family and I love my close friends. Anything else is questionable. Would I like to fall in love again? Sure, but I don't want anything forced on me. Right now I'm just enjoying my status as whatever I am. When I was younger, I had this idea of what would happen. I would meet my future wife in college, get married, have kids, etc. Then I realized that that doesn't happen like it use to. My parents are a dying breed. They have been married for years and I don't have any half siblings. I'm not saying that I don't want that. I just don't have to have that to be happy. Whatever happens I'll just deal with it like I do everything else. My life won't be over if I never have kids or a wife. I have much bigger goals in life anyway that my parents don't even know about. Maybe it's best that I don't have any strings attached right now. I LOVE the idea of being in LOVE though.....
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