Wessie

I think I might possibly have fallen in love. With Will.

You know, being in a legitimate relationship has taught me a lot about life and love.

I've been reading over my old blog posts and I realize how stupid I was. I thought I loved Danny back then but that was a totally one-sided delusion. Love isn't infatuation.

Love is a choice, an action to love someone that you care about, to love them unconditionally no matter what happens. Love is friendship on fire. Love is not having to worry about where you stand with someone, because you know they feel the same way about you. Love is thinking about that person when you wake up and when you fall asleep. Love is caring about the other person and being concerned when they get hurt or sick. Love is wanting the best for the other person even if it's not what makes you happy. Love is holding on tight but willing to let go when the time's right. Love doesn't make you change who you are.

When I look into his beautiful purple/green/hazel eyes I think I might be in love. The way he looks at me makes me feel like the most special girl in the world. He makes me feel amazing and happy and totally content. I feel like I can be myself around him and he actually likes me for my weirdness and insane-ness. He's the sweetest most genuinely kind-hearted guy I've ever known. And even if he does break up with me someday (because lawd knows I'll never break up with him), I know I'll still care about him for the rest of my life. Because he was my first real love.

I'm not sure if I will have sex with him one day or not. Part of me really wants to (yeah you probably know which part xD), but part of me doesn't want to do something I'll regret in the future. Cause Jessie Reed doesn't have regrets. I'm okay with fooling around and doing fun stuff, but sex is a huge step. Your virginity is something you can never get back. So I'm not sure. We'll see.


One day, Saskatchewan.