Recently, I got in touch with someone who never really lost sight of me. Our friendship has spanned 7 years and I always knew he liked me but I just didn't know if I wanted to like him as well.
I still don't.
As we have reconnected, there have been things that he has said and shared that make me realize that I can.
What is interesting to me is that whenever I have "wanted" to like someone, I could. It got me thinking about love and how it really is a choice. Or is it?
Is my experience my own or does anyone else feel that? That feeling of being on a precipice of a cliff and you can make that choice - of jumping and...falling in love.
You can also choose to walk away. I think I have matured so much, that I can contain my feelings and my thoughts to protect myself.
What about the rest of you?
I still don't.
As we have reconnected, there have been things that he has said and shared that make me realize that I can.
What is interesting to me is that whenever I have "wanted" to like someone, I could. It got me thinking about love and how it really is a choice. Or is it?
Is my experience my own or does anyone else feel that? That feeling of being on a precipice of a cliff and you can make that choice - of jumping and...falling in love.
You can also choose to walk away. I think I have matured so much, that I can contain my feelings and my thoughts to protect myself.
What about the rest of you?