Love Is A Drug And I Want To Get High


I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know everything, but I know this: I want to love and I want to be loved.

I want the young love that everybody talks about. I want the other side of the bed to be warm and to be filled. I know that I should never think that I’m not good enough, and I understand when people say to love yourself first and to accept yourself. They are absolutely right. I know I am not going to be a whole person with someone else. I am a whole person on my own. I want the other person to be a whole person on their own. I want someone who will help me be a better person, make me want to be a better person and most importantly someone who teaches me every day new ways to love.

I have experienced unrequited love and it was a very empty feeling. I did everything for the wrong person so I can only imagine what I would do for the right one. Love can never be replaced, and no love will ever be the same. All love is accepted and all love is worth having.

I want someone who messages me good morning, not all the time but sometimes, because I am the first thing they think about when they wake up. I want someone who I don’t have to talk to all day because we both are busy but when it’s coming to its end and the sun turns to dusk, they are there. I want to know how their day went and I want to tell them about mine. I want someone that I can confide in and hold me when things are rough. And someone who I can return the favor. I want to be that person, for my person. I want to laugh with them and be myself around them.

Someone who isn’t too clingy and someone who lets me be my own person because I don’t want to lose my independence. I don’t want us to lose sight at what we both want and the people who mean the most to us. Someone who isn’t a mystery but someone who surprises me every day.

I want my own life, and I want him to have his life, and I want our lives to come together and for us to share our journey. I want to share everyone I love with them and I want everyone he loves to share it with me. A world I can share with somebody else. I don’t have a type, if I like you, I like you. When I’m looking for someone I’m not considering what they do and don’t have, I am looking at their personality, if we mesh well together, get along, the things you ultimately need in a relationship not something you can just change or buy.

I know what I want and if I don’t see something with you, it’s for no other reason than you’re not who I’m potentially searching for but I’m sure there is someone else who is looking for just you and wouldn’t change a thing. And that’s okay. I’ve been in that position plenty of times and I have also been one to put someone else in that position. You can’t force connections, they just happen.

Love is a drug and I want to get high.