Sometimes I worry that my feelings aren't real. I feel so sure that I'm so in love with my SO, but sometimes I doubt myself. I wonder if I'm really in love with HIM, or am I in love with the IDEA of being in love with him? You know, it seems like such a fairy tale. We met in a different country, and turns out we're soul mates? I wonder if I "love" him because I love that he's latino, and can dance salsa, and speaks Spanish, and has dark hair and dark eyes. He would do ANYTHING for me. And in fact he is. He's dropping everything to come live with me for a few months. He makes me feel so special.
Ugh I don't know. Am I in love with being loved? Or am I in love with him?
Ugh I don't know. Am I in love with being loved? Or am I in love with him?
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