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Love is a feeling of deep affection or a strong liking for someone. Love can be used as a verb meaning to feel a strong romantic love or sexual desire for somebody.

It’s the most underrated, underused, and misunderstood term in our vocabulary. It can be an utter delight or a never-ending struggle. It can fill you with intense joy and pain; it can intimidate with its capacity for pain; it can feel too close to ever be comfortable.

One of the most powerful feelings we have, love is also one of the most confusing — especially in relationships. Trying to decipher what your romantic partner wants from you sometimes feels like reading a foreign language. Love is what you do when you’re with the person you care about most. It’s not just saying, “I love you.” It’s doing things and showing it every day. Love takes time to grow, and this means both people have to show patience and understanding with each other sometimes. And that’s okay!

One of the most basic lessons taught in school is that love is hard. From the moment we’re old enough to have our first crush, we’re told how painful and complicated it can be, not to mention how difficult it seems to get over a breakup. And yet, right before our eyes are thousands of adults who are still with one another after going through heartbreak.

But just because love is hard doesn’t mean it’s supposed to be. Love can be just as easy as falling out of bed. All we have to do is choose it. The problem is that we’ve been conditioned to believe that the only way to love someone or something is through pain and difficulty. If anything worth having hasn’t hurt you, then you aren’t trying hard enough.

For that reason, love can be hard. No matter how much you care about someone or how much they care about you, there will always be obstacles between two people that can come between them. When those walls get broken down, it’s because, for the majority of the time, one person chooses to let them fall.

Love is a choice. What I learned is that we choose the people we love, because when we love somebody, we love them because we chose to. We chose every single part, the good and the bad, and obviously when you fall in love with somebody, you fall in love with the person who’s right in front of you — not potential, not everything else. So yes, we choose who to love. And we choose to love unconditionally; we choose to love that one person for the rest of our lives.

Love is a choice because love is not easy; it is not convenient. It does not come with the guarantee that I am going to be here tomorrow or that you will always be here. When you love somebody, they can break your heart in a thousand pieces, but at the end of the day, as long as you put all the pieces back together and you choose to put them back together and pick up what’s left of your heart and start over again, that’s what makes love so special.

The thing about love is, it is not easy. But that’s what I’ve learned from my own experiences, and also with my parents and with friends, and now the person that I love is myself.

Love is a choice, because when you lose somebody you love, it’s because you chose to let them go. It’s not always easy, but if you can tell yourself that there is another person out there for you and that this person will make your life worth living, then you can choose to love again.

These are not just the words; these hold a piece of my pain and also my faith that addresses the fragmented piece of my heart. Here, I will convey the emotion of a young independent woman who rips through a man who convinced her to always be taken care of. The hope instilled inside a girl who built up wall after wall that was peacefully torn down by a man who pulled her into his deep love.

I still remember our late night conversation, your promises. You treated me in a way that stirred a place inside my soul that I hadn’t know existed. I was above all in your life. The first one to share your life with.

But things don’t work in the same way always, we entered into moment after moment when your ears become deaf to the sound of my voice, when you became insensible to the thoughts that emerged inside your head, when you blocked the pathways of your hearts, when I became unreachable to you; the very first place get cornered; the last one to talk about.

I am still struggling to gulp it down.

You told me that you loved me and I believed you. But you are not the same man, but to you, I am still crying the same words. I bulwarked and grappled to show the ‘real me’. But the coziness you brought me in allowed me to open up to my feelings.

You were like an ordinary average man, but a serene, surreal essence of your being captivated my senses and it began to drag me towards you.

“It’s amazing how we think we know someone and still don’t know them at all”

At some point in our relationship, I didn’t feel like I was good enough for someone as amazing as you. In my eyes, you were the man every girl ever dreamed of.

Giving you my all was not easy for me, I always believed everyone come in life to leave, I try not to love so hard because when they finally do, it wouldn’t be too painful for me, yet I allowed my emotional walls to scattered for you.

Love is not something that is spoken with the words, sometimes it’s an emotion, a feeling that should be felt by heart and every time a fair understanding, and a strong sense of freedom. It’s a complete package of a happy, beautiful life.

It’s not easy to love a strong woman, she needed to be taken care of. I was not expecting a bunch of roses every Sunday on my doorstep, but a shoulder to lean when I am in need of you, a hand to hold me tightly when everything seems gloomy around me, a voice that sound appeasing amid the chaos, little concern to make me realize that I am not alone in scary nights.

Sometimes in life, you need to be rational and sometimes you need to allow emotions to take over you. Your reactions were the outcome your situation that you well defined in a series of reasons, these were valid too, but giving you a second chance will be unfair to my heart that now cannot endure the further pain of letting go.

I am not saying you were wrong, neither am I a portrait of righteous. There is no one to blame. Sometimes, things just slip off our hand when we lose control in the dilemma of life.

For somedays, I was trying to make sense of the whole situation, I was trying to address my madness with a rational approach. But when it comes to heart and feelings nothing seems to work. Instead of fighting, with my emotions, I embraced them. I surrendered to the pain.

You have made your priorities in which our love was placed at bay. Now, it’s my time to set my life up for me.

I won’t call you a mistake, it was a lesson that I well learned. And for that, I will not be the same again.

To the one who broke my heart, but also made it feel whole at one point, here’s all the things I wish I could have said, and all the things you probably didn’t know, but should.

Before I met you, I was in a dark place. And so were you. We were both two lost souls who somehow found each other, and suddenly life started to feel great again. We connected in a way that seemed almost unreal. Our chemistry was so intense, and I felt that I have found my soulmate. My life felt so incomplete, that when I met you, all the love I had in my heart that had nowhere to go, I gave them all to you.

And for a brief moment, I know you loved me too. I know that when you said you haven’t loved anyone the way you loved me, that you meant it. I know because I could see it in your eyes. You looked at me in a way that no one has ever looked at me before. I could hear it in your voice too. And for a brief moment, everything was right, and everything was perfect.

But it felt too good to be true, because as it turns out, it was.

Reality kicked in and life got in the way.

Maybe it was timing, that’s what we try to tell ourselves anyway. But maybe the truth is, maybe we just weren’t right for each other. And maybe, just maybe, we were meant to cross paths together, but not to be together, but to learn from each other. Maybe, we were meant to take all the lessons that we’ve learned, so that we can be ready for the person who comes next, the one that’s meant for us.

I want to say that no matter the reasons why, no matter whose fault it was, no matter all the arguments and the tears and the heartbreak, I still want to say thank you.

Thank you for all the times that you made me smile.

Thank you for showing me a whole other world that I didn’t knew existed. For opening my eyes to things I didn’t know possible. For teaching me things about myself that I didn’t even know about.

Thank you for telling me each time I was wrong. And thank you for allowing me to try and make it right. Thank you for motivating me to become a better person, and for believing that I was better than my mistakes.

Most of all, thank you for teaching me what it’s like to truly love someone.