I'm not sure to be honest. I have a different definition for each of my stages of life.
I know I love my family. Definition of love for my family: Supportive. There is nothing my family wouldn't do for me. And I can say that honestly. Trust. I trust them each with my life, because if it came down to it, I would give my life for them, and I know they would do the same.
For Love love:
I'm in a different place right now. I don't want to rush into things. I think I'm getting more mature. I've found that with the relationship I'm in, everything has been slow, and steady. But has definitely focused on the happiness of everything. There's too much shit that we can all think about, and if you let it fester in your mind, it will kill all happiness that orbits that relationship. I'm learning how to trust him. It hasn't been easy. He has never given me a reason to not trust him, but I'm just being careful. Trust, but not 100%. I trust him for the most part. I know I can be safe with him, but that doesn't mean I should tempt karma by placing myself in danger. But so far he's pretty great. Haha. We always have lots of fun together. And he's so cuddly. It's my favorite. I've always been a cuddly person, so it works out nicely. And he honestly is the sweetest person in the world. And strong. And funny. I always laugh lots whenever we're together. Happy. That's what he makes me. (: Butterflies. That's what he gives me.
Love you J-dawg.
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