"So after all this time, seeing some of the infinitely undefinable and differing kinds of love, wondering to myself what the hell it all even means, I realized that it means whatever you want it to. You don’t have to find someone who fits a certain set of standards that you had in your head for when you’ll fall in love with them.
Sometimes, it just happens. Sometimes it’s not love, and you think its, but you discover otherwise. That’s okay, because love is whatever you make it out to be.
Love is undefinable because it’s constantly being redefined. To the best you’re able, make your last words “I love you” and all the rest of them proclamations of that love… so you have someone to say it for you, if you’re unable."
Sometimes, it just happens. Sometimes it’s not love, and you think its, but you discover otherwise. That’s okay, because love is whatever you make it out to be.
Love is undefinable because it’s constantly being redefined. To the best you’re able, make your last words “I love you” and all the rest of them proclamations of that love… so you have someone to say it for you, if you’re unable."
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