Let me share to you how young and innocent I once was. At one point in my life I believed that I would die because of a break up. I believed that my life was over because this guy cheated on me in the worst possible ways. That time I really believed my life was going downhill. Jeez! If I could just go back and talk to my 19 year old self. *smh*
And now, at 24 years old, I'm not saying I'm wise and all-knowing. I'm just saying I'm a little smarter than I was before and as juvenile as whatever I wrote years ago sound like, that was the best way I could describe my feelings. And dude, those are real.
Things changes over time. When I was 8, I had a crush on my classmate and I thought that was the most important thing in my life! In high school, I felt like "blending in" was the cool thing to do. So, I got drunk. A lot of times! Definitely NOT COOL.
But I guess, it's like that. Priorities change. Falling in love is not similar to having a crush on the cutest guy anymore. And if right now, my definition of falling in love is feeling sad for losing a love that was never mine, well, hell. Ain't that sad?
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