"’What'
and ‘if’ two words as nonthreatening as words come, but put them together
side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life.
You need only the courage to follow your heart... I don't know what a true love
feels like... a love to leave loved ones for, a love to cross oceans for... but
I'd like to believe if I ever felt it, I'd have the courage to seize it.”
This is
part of Sophie’s letter to Claire in “Letters to Juliet”, but this isn’t
fiction, it’s the reality for many people, to little kids who think that loving
is like being the greatest friend, to teens that think they’ve experienced true
love and to those who had a tiny taste of it, to adults trying to manage their
lives while trying to find the right one and even to the elder, when they try
to find one last chance to be happy.
In the end
what’s love? Chemistry says we fall in love because of the hormones, others can
tell that it’s result of physical attraction and others may even say that’s
just something made to make us feel bad,
but for me love is so much more than hormones, physical attraction or even bad
things, for me love is something that we develop for someone, a guy (or girl)
may not have the society’s beauty standard, but if we get to spend some time
with them in the end you get to know that appearances are superficial and that
the inner persons counts too, some may be thinking that I’m just saying this
because it suits the text but it’s not it, I’ve been through it and trust me I
know what’s like.
It’s also
more than just ran into some guy have the feeling that he’s perfect and a week
after that they think they’re in love… Is more than having butterflies in
stomach, more than an accelerated heartbeat.
Love, in
the end, it’s the ability to look the person we love and be able to fall for
them again, accepting their defects and qualities, picturing yourself next to
them for the next few years, sharing stories and experiences, missing them as
soon as they say “I got to go” and in the end but least is the person that
makes you believe that you’ve a definition of love, or even makes you believe
that it exists.
Sometimes
is hard to believe in love, but it exists, trust me, if it didn’t why would we
be here anyway?
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