As cliche as it may be, I believe the idea that we meet certain people in our lives for a reason. Each person has something to teach or show us or us, them. Sometimes they reveal something about ourselves to us. Mirrors. They are all lessons and once the lesson is learned, once they’ve taught or shown us what they are intended to teach or show, we move on; wiser. Until we find the person who is supposed to remain.
The question is, have I learned all the lessons I’ve needed to learn? Am I officially schooled now? Is there a reason why I’m being faced with all of these trials when it comes to relationships? Is there some sort of plan laid out for me that requires me to first learn all of these things? I’d like to think so. I know I’m nowhere near perfect and I feel like I did need to learn these lessons. As each layer is revealed I feel the sensation that I have been sheltered.
On the other hand, I can’t help but wonder if I could have been perfectly happy meeting someone good without having to learn all of these truths. I’m sure I needed to, mainly because I am attracted to, and typically go for the bad guy. This is an unhealthy pattern of mine, I know. Something that I need to grow out of and possibly this is the message I’ve been intended to learn all along. Well, I’ve got it. I’ve got it, okay?
I’m tired of the lessons; I’m tired of the bad guys. Haven’t I done my time?
“There comes a time where we meet someone, and we just know. We can hear it in their voice, we can see it in the way they smile, and in the way they look at you. During one of your own smiles, you catch yourself and realize that you feel this way just because that other person is just being themselves.
I want so bad to know if I can tell you that you’re that person to me.”—Boy Meets Love
“The only reason people hold onto memories so tight is because they are the only things that don’t change when everything and everyone else does.”—Unknown (via overflowing) (via kari-shma) (via brokenmachine) (via sunlit-skies)
I was riding the B train to Park Street, and this cute couple got on at Kenmore. The guy was so handsome and he had a nice smile, and the girl was ridiculously cute. The guy kept on brushing her hair off her face and kissing her forehead. Then he backed off a bit and look at her in the eyes, that kind of look that says everything there is to say and that no words can describe, and I melted inside a bit.