Friday, September 10, 2010

The Heart Wants Love

I will admit it; I am in love with the idea of being in love.

Then again, who isn't? Love lends itself to that kind of thinking. I am not, however, blinded by this love. When I still dated frequently, I was a shatterer of men's hearts, for one simple reason: If they uttered that terrifying "L" word, I was packing my belongings before they had a chance to ask if I felt the same way. It was nothing personal, of course. I just couldn't bring myself to stay in a relationship with someone who felt so much more strongly than myself, and just wanting to to be in love was never a good enough reason to try to fake it.

I feel a little like karma has caught up with me, however. I discovered not too long ago that I am indeed in love, which was a horrifying realization to me. I am not one to fall in love quickly, nor am I one to fall in love before the other party in question. The intensity of the emotion is bizarre, especially in the way that it attaches itself to a person who never fit the idea of perfection that had always been in my head.

I continually get asked if I have told him yet. My reply?

"Dear god no! Do you think I'm stupid?"


  1. The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how they love them while they're alive. -Optimus Prime

  2. I love you Tiff, honestly. You are simultaneously an amazing friend and a nerd, and what more could I hope for in a person?