I wish I knew what it felt like to be loved unconditionally, that is, by someone who wasn’t bound to.
Like your mother or grandmother love you, but rather a stranger falling in love with you.
the love is not forced, nor is it a mistake.
Its unconditional love. A love that people find with one, or five depending on the circumstances.
Strangers can make or break love, leaving you asking yourself questions.
Why do I love them? Why do they love me? Is this real? Can I trust myself?
This love is hard to explain, but when you find that person you will feel this gut feeling, one feeling you may never be able to define with a single feeling or word. It is almost a connection of all feelings in one’s mind that finally know their purpose.
This love is hard to find, but you know when you have it. It haunts you and there is no going back. You think about the other person every second, minute, hour, day, no matter what. This love takes you on a roller coaster through your life just so you can meet the other person at the end of the ride.
Why am I talking about unconditional love? Why is it 1:30 am and I’m up writing this?
Well I believe I met my unconditional love. The one person I wake up and go to bed thinking about. The one person I could finally see myself with, yet each and every day I have to walk behind them like I am a shadow in the background.
This is not the unconditional lover I wanted. I wish that this was not my love. It’s hard to understand why love works the way it does, but I guess it’s true that life works out in its own way. Leaving me questioning myself 24/7, trying to answer myself these questions of agony.
My unconditional love is one way though and this is why I state “I wish” I was unconditionally loved. My man is not mine. He walks around with me being a grain of salt in his life. He is the people pleaser, yet I never feel pleased by him. He said to me that he will never see himself being with me, yet I keep running back begging for the pleasure of the thought that he likes me.
This man does not unconditionally love me, nor will he ever. I, on the other hand, feel as if this love is my unconditional love. Now the question is what is it that makes his love in my eyes unconditional?
How can you love a man so much while he won’t even turn his head for you?
The answer for that is unconditional love.