Complaints of a Girl in Love

…and all the joys that come once I realize what love really is

Month: April, 2014


His love is like a drug and I cannot get enough. 

No, his love is like an ocean, and I am lost in it.

Or perhaps his love is like the sky, and I could fly away in it if I would, but I would rather just sit and stare.

No, no. I know what it’s like. It’s like a dogwood, a new flower blossoming every day, becoming brighter and whiter and more beautiful all the time.

Or it could be that the love he has for me is like my love for him. Maybe that’s it. Maybe our love is the same love, bouncing back and forth between us. That would make all the sense in the world. Don’t you think?



Goodness gracious. I can’t remember ever feeling this way about anyone for this long without being disappointed. It feels great. It feels insane. I’m still blushing from the things he said this morning. And I know you probably couldn’t care less…I don’t know why anyone even would read this blog.

Unless they are like me and can’t resist a good love story. And mine has been crazy…Everything about it has been insane. But I kinda like it that way.

I know i’m just rambling. But i’m blushing and i have butterflies and i’m scared to death. I’m a bit afraid. Being in love makes you so…easy to hurt. Gah. I just dunno. This is crazy. I know i’ve already told you before that I was in love. But I’m more in love. I guess. I have no idea. 

Somebody tell me to stop. Please. 

April fools

 We played the greatest prank on Bekah yesterday. We really did. Basically we convinced her that Mikey had been talking to another girl behind my back and was now dating her. That he didn’t really even like me. That Justin wasn’t talking to Mikey and that Mikey wouldn’t talk to me…

It was hilarious because it was so not true. Needless to say, Bekah was furious. And even more so when we told her it was just a joke. If fact, she’s not even talking to Justin at the moment I don’t think. 

But thinking back on yesterday…I learned some things. I had to think about what I would really say and do if he actually left me. And it felt kind of awful, even though I was pretending. 

I know now that I can’t ever loose him. Ever. 

I also learned just how much he does care for me. He hated the prank in a way. He hated the thought of anyone believing that he would hurt me. Because he never would. 

Never will.