“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.
Because every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.
And I know that we don’t agree on much, in fact, we don’t agree on anything, we fight all the time and challenge each other every day. But despite our differences, we have one important thing in common.
We are crazy about each other. And we’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. We have been looking for real love for a long time now....But if you’ve been through enough relationships, through bad relationships, through rough times, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. You get back the love you think you deserve. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: it's got to be the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”
I found that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way
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