𝔗𝔬 𝔐𝔶 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔶 𝔅𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡

🖤Love Never Truelt Dies🖤

"I love you."
The three most overused words in history.

"I'm in love with you."
Ever rarely do you hear those words. They mean more than anyone could possibly fathom.

I love you means you can live without that person. You wish them the best. You hope that they get everything they could ever want.

I am in love with you means you can live without that person, but that would be a torture within itself. You wish them the best but you would also give them it in a heartbeat. You would give them everything they could possibly want.

I'm in love with you means you've made a commitment already. You've planned your future and hope that extends into infinity. I love you means that in each lifetime it's always going to be the both of you.

I love you means that each heartbeat is for them, that every breath that is made from oxygen from your lungs is for them.

The jealousy you feel destroys you.

You can see it actively rip apart your life. Those who adored you or admired you now see you as nothing more than a wolf tearing the flesh off of a elks carcass, nothing but a starved vicious entity, but what they don't see is they're hanging on by a thread trying to fight that feeling. It feels so unnatural. Maybe you're scared of losing them or maybe you're scared of being replaced by something thousands of times better.

Being In love means holding the blade of the knife with love though you may bleed out.

I'm in love with you. I'm in love with the imperfections, with the worries, with all of it. To love is to want, I love and want all of you. I always have.

I will wait for as long as it takes.
Even if it means our earth freezing over.