Love is such a tricky thing and I have learned my share of lessons. When I first fell in love I was so excited, I loved the feeling and it made me go crazy inside that I wanted to jump around, and I am a very energetic person, so that is way too much. Way before Beyoncé came out with “Single Ladies” “Put A Ring On It” , I wanted to lock down the person I fell in love with. I believe in marriage and creating a happy loving family.
My first and last love left me so vulnerable that at a point I was keeping my eyes on the ring I would give to them. Let me just say before you get confused, my first love is a separate girl from my last love. Actually they are years apart from each other in my life. My first love was from my first year in high school and further and my last love was last my relationship of an allotted amount of time after my college years.
My First Love
My first love is very special to me. As they say you never forget your first. We had a unique bond and a certain way we built with things. Just talking with her and how we reacted to each other was unlike most of what I seeing from others. I thought it could have went the distance. So in my mind I was thinking some crazy things like getting married after high school based on how long we would last. But over time things happen and the happy times become bumpy and we have to make certain decisions. Though we split, even we made it a bit longer, I already had, ring, marriage and family in mind. I know I was pretty young, but I am pretty precise in my wants and needs in life.
My Last Love
I would have to say my last love was my most intimate of all. I learned quite a great deal and how my actions are viewed. Being a guy who never had nothing, no one to help me progress as a person, I had to suck up all that sadness and struggle to make my way into this world, in which I can’t reject via it made me, me. I think those mostly was my deal breaker among other things that broke down my last love. When in a relationship with her, it was like so cosmic in how we complimented each other talents. it was so much love, and potential to greatness in there. But time changes things, and time was not there, lack of timing to make it to that spot. I had the ring picked out and ready to make a grand gesture. It was right there, but responsibilities and priorities to one’s goals came in the way.
As I look at it, I could have been a married man. I could be making happy memories. I could have been that guy on one knee. I think that is so freaking awesome. So when I see others in great relationships, I just hope for the day I see them make that leap. When I see people in marriages that was built upon a rock, it makes me feel so proud to be aiming towards that and that couple is making it work. For all the failure marriages, I don’t even look at those to curb my thoughts on a happy marriage, I feel they just didn’t have it or even took the time to claim the legacy and to death to us part factor of love and a great bond.
So in conclusion, time beats all, and over time you learn, experience and create a special bond that won’t be broken. It could happen before there is a relationship, before marriage, that have that blessing of success. Time is love, and love is time. Over time we can love and know how to love pass anything that tries to interfere. I want that love. So until then, there is only the times I almost bought a ring to put on her finger.
What do you think on my post? Have you ever wanted someone to buy you that ring or buy someone a ring? Do you believe in marriage?
I know I went a little personal in this post, but honest feelings create real emotion and a great post.
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