My teacher once mentioned an interesting point which was “Everyone believes as we age and mature that love turns into some boring experience dull to the roots but in truth the feeling remains the same at every point in your life… painfully sadistic”.
She astonished me with this because for the first time in my life an educator’s words proved meaningful to my ears. I thought love should never feel anything less than a beautiful fairytale and you should be treated as a gorgeous prince or princess.
I’m young. The love I experience is pure raw emotion and it drives me nuts.
Romantics will understand the overwhelming and intoxicating experience. Truth be told, I desperately hope this pain never alleviates. Why? The answer is simple. Because this emotion reminds me of the man who has stolen my heavy heart.
I miss 'Alex' more than a child misses her favourite blanky but we shall dwell on history in the future.
Thank you for your time romantics.
To be continued...