The Single Relationship

Isn’t about kissing, holding hands, the dates, and showing off. It isn’t a competition. It’s about being with someone who makes you happy in a way that no one else can. It’s about being with someone who you accepts your weirdness. It’s about being yourself around them and they can be their self around you.

myheartisinsanfrancisco:

Being a romantic isn’t hopeless.

Because the moment we let ourselves refuse that, we deny ourselves joy and hope. We allow ourselves to stop striving and we let ourselves think we deserve pain and heartache. Demanding a love that fulfills us, helps us to demand a life that excites us. A life that we would want to tell our grandchildren about, and helps us to push ourselves and take the chances to get what we want, rather than becoming complacent.

Because believing that I can fully love another human being allows me to remember that I can give my broken, flawed self to something greater than me. I don’t need to believe in God or trust in a higher power, a force that compels us to strive, to ache, to want more than we have and accept nothing less than what fulfills us.

Because I believe that romance and the act of loving does not have to be perfect. It should not be perfect. Looking forward to the struggle of loving someone. The ways in which the difficult acts of love forces me to be more selfless, more giving, more honest and tougher. I believe that love makes you a better person. It does not make you codependent or weak but that it can make you stronger. Because being a lover sometimes means being a fighter.

Because someday I’ll be ready for that choice and in the meantime, being a romantic makes me open to the life around me. I want to wake up every day and be ready to stand silent with awe at what the world has in store. Whether they may be small miracles or the biggest thing that far surpasses my imagination.

Because every time I doubt the future, every time I doubt myself, and every time I doubt my ability to be loved I need to be proven wrong. To renew my faith in myself and in other people. 

Because I sincerely think that without fearlessly loving, even if it seems silly, life isn’t worth living. I want to die saying that, even if love doesn’t really exist, even if I end up in an unfulfilling career and a personal relationship, and even if I die alone, I believed in the happiness of life. I have dared to believe in something more.

myheartisinsanfrancisco:

“Love just happens”

I found that a lot of people are very fond of saying different variations of, “Love just happens”. For example, “Don’t look for love, let love find you.” I do enjoy a good cliché, but give me a break. Exactly how does love just happen to anyone? Love, like anything else is something that you have to go after and fight for. Even when the situation seems serendipitous, eventually somebody has to take the leap of faith. They should be vulnerable and make a fool out of themselves. They need to do something crazy and take a chance. I am not saying to be desperate or feel a need to be in love. But if that’s what you desire, you need to stop believing that somebody is going to fall out of the sky and into your lap. I’ve been there, arguably. And I’m still there and trying to get out of there mentality, because it doesn’t work. If you want love, you have to take a stand and take the risk of your ego being bruised and your heart being broken. Love happens to those who are willing to be vulnerable and put up with the pain.

myheartisinsanfrancisco:

Being a romantic isn’t hopeless.

Because the moment we let ourselves refuse that, we deny ourselves joy and hope. We allow ourselves to stop striving and we let ourselves think we deserve pain and heartache. Demanding a love that fulfills us, helps us to demand a life that excites us. A life that we would want to tell our grandchildren about, and helps us to push ourselves and take the chances to get what we want, rather than becoming complacent.

Because believing that I can fully love another human being allows me to remember that I can give my broken, flawed self to something greater than me. I don’t need to believe in God or trust in a higher power, a force that compels us to strive, to ache, to want more than we have and accept nothing less than what fulfills us.

Because I believe that romance and the act of loving does not have to be perfect. It should not be perfect. Looking forward to the struggle of loving someone. The ways in which the difficult acts of love forces me to be more selfless, more giving, more honest and tougher. I believe that love makes you a better person. It does not make you codependent or weak but that it can make you stronger. Because being a lover sometimes means being a fighter.

Because someday I’ll be ready for that choice and in the meantime, being a romantic makes me open to the life around me. I want to wake up every day and be ready to stand silent with awe at what the world has in store. Whether they may be small miracles or the biggest thing that far surpasses my imagination.

Because every time I doubt the future, every time I doubt myself, and every time I doubt my ability to be loved I need to be proven wrong. To renew my faith in myself and in other people. 

Because I sincerely think that without fearlessly loving, even if it seems silly, life isn’t worth living. I want to die saying that, even if love doesn’t really exist, even if I end up in an unfulfilling career and a personal relationship, and even if I die alone, I believed in the happiness of life. I have dared to believe in something more.

myheartisinsanfrancisco:

“Love just happens”

I found that a lot of people are very fond of saying different variations of, “Love just happens”. For example, “Don’t look for love, let love find you.” I do enjoy a good cliché, but give me a break. Exactly how does love just happen to anyone? Love, like anything else is something that you have to go after and fight for. Even when the situation seems serendipitous, eventually somebody has to take the leap of faith. They should be vulnerable and make a fool out of themselves. They need to do something crazy and take a chance. I am not saying to be desperate or feel a need to be in love. But if that’s what you desire, you need to stop believing that somebody is going to fall out of the sky and into your lap. I’ve been there, arguably. And I’m still there and trying to get out of there mentality, because it doesn’t work. If you want love, you have to take a stand and take the risk of your ego being bruised and your heart being broken. Love happens to those who are willing to be vulnerable and put up with the pain.

myheartisinsanfrancisco:

“Love just happens”

I found that a lot of people are very fond of saying different variations of, “Love just happens”. For example, “Don’t look for love, let love find you.” I do enjoy a good cliché, but give me a break. Exactly how does love just happen to anyone? Love, like anything else is something that you have to go after and fight for. Even when the situation seems serendipitous, eventually somebody has to take the leap of faith. They should be vulnerable and make a fool out of themselves. They need to do something crazy and take a chance. I am not saying to be desperate or feel a need to be in love. But if that’s what you desire, you need to stop believing that somebody is going to fall out of the sky and into your lap. I’ve been there, arguably. And I’m still there and trying to get out of there mentality, because it doesn’t work. If you want love, you have to take a stand and take the risk of your ego being bruised and your heart being broken. Love happens to those who are willing to be vulnerable and put up with the pain.

myheartisinsanfrancisco:

Being a romantic isn’t hopeless.

Because the moment we let ourselves refuse that, we deny ourselves joy and hope. We allow ourselves to stop striving and we let ourselves think we deserve pain and heartache. Demanding a love that fulfills us, helps us to demand a life that excites us. A life that we would want to tell our grandchildren about, and helps us to push ourselves and take the chances to get what we want, rather than becoming complacent.

Because believing that I can fully love another human being allows me to remember that I can give my broken, flawed self to something greater than me. I don’t need to believe in God or trust in a higher power, a force that compels us to strive, to ache, to want more than we have and accept nothing less than what fulfills us.

Because I believe that romance and the act of loving does not have to be perfect. It should not be perfect. Looking forward to the struggle of loving someone. The ways in which the difficult acts of love forces me to be more selfless, more giving, more honest and tougher. I believe that love makes you a better person. It does not make you codependent or weak but that it can make you stronger. Because being a lover sometimes means being a fighter.

Because someday I’ll be ready for that choice and in the meantime, being a romantic makes me open to the life around me. I want to wake up every day and be ready to stand silent with awe at what the world has in store. Whether they may be small miracles or the biggest thing that far surpasses my imagination.

Because every time I doubt the future, every time I doubt myself, and every time I doubt my ability to be loved I need to be proven wrong. To renew my faith in myself and in other people. 

Because I sincerely think that without fearlessly loving, even if it seems silly, life isn’t worth living. I want to die saying that, even if love doesn’t really exist, even if I end up in an unfulfilling career and a personal relationship, and even if I die alone, I believed in the happiness of life. I have dared to believe in something more.