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Well, my boyfriend and I broke up last night. So, yeah…
I will be taking a leave of absense from this blog. Submissions would be good, considering I no longer have anything I can contribute.
“Because I love him”
I remember that day in bed when my ear was pressed against his chest; his heart beat was beating loudly in that perfect body of his and his vibrating voice echoed through. I could feel it too. I counted that he had 8 birthmarks on his stomach, tracing them with the tip of my fingers. We talked for a long time in that position, talked about life, music, love, our love, him, me, us, everything.
We noticed that the sun had gone down and decided to grab something to eat. We raided the fridge, eating with our fingers in our underwear on the kitchen floor. He started playing on his acoustic guitar, his eyes shut, making that silly face. But suddenly, he stopped.
He looked up, smiled at me and bent over to kiss me. I giggled. Then he let go of the guitar to sit closer to me so he could hug me. I asked him why he got so lovey dovey all of a sudden. He replied with another kiss and said because he loved me. I loved him too, very much, and I told him that.
We stared into each others’ eyes for a long time and I could feel the tears building up behind mine.
‘’You’ve never seen me cry have you?’’ I asked.
‘’No, and I hope that I never will.’’ He replied back with a serious voice.
But he did.
The salty water just came pouring down my face while he, confused, tried to wipe them away with his thumbs and kisses.
‘’Why are you crying?’’ He asked, almost crying himself.
‘’Because I love you.’’ I hated how desperate I sounded.
‘’But why are you crying then?’’
I didn’t know how to tell him. Tell him that he was the only Man in the world that could make me feel so happy and sad at the same time, tell him how lost I feel when he’s not around, how jealous I get when I’m with him that I swear I could hurt somebody. Tell him that I’m so in love with him and the love we shared, so happy that he was the one I woke up to everyday, even though he snores fucking loud sometime. Tell him that when he talks my whole body shivers, how when he kisses me I forget to breath sometimes, how I feel like a little girl when he puts my hair behind my ears, even though I hate how I look with my hair like that. I didn’t know how to tell him that I didn’t understand why he loved me. So I simply replied:
‘’Because I love you.’’
Submitted by maialovespink
Reblog if you agree that there’s a difference between “I love you” and “I’m in love with you”.
There is most definitely a difference. When someone says, “I love you,” they could mean it in any sense of the word love. This could be as a friend, as a family member, or in a romantic sense. Most of the time, when someone says, “I love you, but I’m not in love with you,” they mean that the romantic love has faded to a friendly attachment. They still care, but the romantic side of things is gone.
Being IN love with someone denotes a reciprocating romantic feeling that goes both ways and ties the two people together. As long as couples remain in love with each other, they will not feel the need to part, unless other circumstances intervene.
(Source: thechemistrybetweenus)
