He completes me.... What exactly does that mean? Shouldn't you already be complete within yourself? He's my better half.... If he is then that means you're half of the person you should be and the half that you are isn't even worth talking about if he is the better part of you. Shouldn't you already be whole or at least possess the better part of who you are?
I've been looking for love in all the wrong places, searching for love... Trying desperately to fill a void within myself with the conditional emotions and sentiments of another. Searching for that euphoric feeling that comes in the beginning of a relationship when love is new. But how can I expect anyone to love me in a way that I have yet to love myself. The love I have for myself is conditional and ever changing. Why is it so difficult to love yourself at your lowest point? Isn't that when you should love yourself the most?
I am looking for love once again but this time I'm looking within. Trying to rekindle a love that was lost, trying to ignite a flame that should have never flickered away. Who knows me better than me? Only I know my deepest secrets; my most heartfelt desires. I am the keeper of my most cherished dreams. I should be my most intimate lover, my bestfriend, my most treasured confidant. I should Always be in love with me. I should always have a burning desire to secure my happiness. I should never miss an opportunity to whisper to myself "I love you!" I should bring a smile to my own face when I think about me. When was the last time I cooked a candlelight dinner for myself, drew myself a bubble bath surrounded by candles, brought myself a card just because, or sent myself a dozen roses. I want to fall in love again but this time I want to fall in love with me.
What a Phabolous Love Affair it Will be!!!
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