I'm done falling in love. I'm done searching for someone. I am done with what this fairytale tradition I am told I am supposed to want.
Who decided this?
Who was it that decided I should find someone in this world that loves me back? Love works so much better from one side. Love isn't love at all. It is a connection that us as humans feel the need to label. I don't want a label. I want what happens to happen and to be everything I have never experienced.
I want something to be my everything.
But it won't be love.
I have been informed that "love" s overrated... and I am beginning to agree wholeheartedly.
I would love to believe, but I am just too logical for something as silly as tummy butterflies to run the rest of my life.
If it happens, then it happens, but I am not studying this dream anymore.
I plan to make my own traditions. I destroy these labels.
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