just got to the part where my boyfriend and i watched annie hall together for the first time. it was also the first time he kissed me. :swoon:
My boyfriend and I are nearing our one year anniversary so I’ve been working on our “book of love” to give him on our official 365th day together. It has been a whirlwind reliving our relationship all over again! Special trinkets, memories, pictures, drawings, excerpts from books that remind me of him have been collected. I’m loving this process of documenting our love and I’m so excited for the book to be finished!
Now I’m just waiting for my ‘Best Girlfriend’ award to come in the mail…
I’m realizing more and more how out of tune I am with social media. I was more inclined to write about life when I was alone. Loneliness and worry made my journaling thrive, but hope and love have taken most of that away. I’m so thankful.
@lolligans and her pup are presh.
OMG! my baby!!!!
I have been mulling over a conversation I had with a friend a few days ago, lately. We were discussing why, even after years, we still feel things for past loves. Why those wounds, though not prominent, are still present.
I chalked it down to the fluidity of love. That even when one relationship ends, those feelings may not end. I have always felt anger and bitterness towards my exes, even the ones I broke up with first. I feel like each one took a piece of me that I’ll never get back. And though quite some time has passed, I still find myself being angry and hateful. They knew a side of me that not many people know, a sensitive side I scarcely show to anyone. I felt feelings that were true and real then, but seem like a betrayal to myself now. And so I’ve always longed to get those back. Every word, every idea, every feeling. I want them because they were once exclusively mine, but are now shared memories to a love now lost. What once seemed so real and seemed so promising became a dead leaf on the ground being kicked around without any thought. The heart and soul you share with another person is now but a strange apparition in each person’s memory bank. That is why past loves hurt so much, no matter how many years go by. No matter how much you love even a current love, you feel pain and suffering. Because even though it’s over, it’s never over.