I'm completely confused about what love is. I know that sounds cliche and I'm sure everyone asks this question at some point in life. I know I've asked it before, but things have changed, life has happened, and I'm back here again. I wonder if love is like how the movies portray it; full of passion and attraction, or if it's different. What if love is everything on your list but nothing that you expected or imagined it to be. Its like how you look forward to your future and dream of what it will be, but when you finally get there it's nothing that you expected, but you're okay with it. Is it okay to just be "okay," though? Or is it supposed to be wonderful and brilliant? Or does that come later? Or maybe brilliance and wonder are only found in moments...
I'm full of so much ambiguity maybe it's better to let it go. Part of me wants to say that because I'm questioning it I should take the safe route and assume it's not right. I wish I knew an old married couple who would be willing to sit and tell me everything they know about love. I just want to learn from someone with successful experience. I have no clue what to do.
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