Love. Apparently it’s this thing that’s supposed to make the world go round and let everyone’s worries disappear, or so I thought. In my world love was not a universal thought to me, it was not something I dreamed of experiencing, and it certainly wasn’t something that was going to take my worries away. My life has never actually seen love prevail. When I was 12 my parents were divorced. When I was 14 my grandparents were divorced. When I was 15 my mom got divorced again. Time after time love had failed everyone in my life. Observing this failure made me think that there was no point in me being with someone, or that someone could take my whole heart, take my trust issues, or take my fears and protect them with all their heart. Essentially …show more content…
Love gave me that, along the wrong person as the keeper. When I look back it’s not like I could be angry for the fact that the guy of my dreams walked out on me and let my heart wither in the sun. My heart was an inexperience soul; I knew nothing about what it took to keep a heart going. I knew how to make a heart stop going because love has never prevailed around me. When I was 10 my cousin got a divorce. When I was 7 my aunt got a divorce. When I was 13 my uncle got a divorced. I knew how to reject people without a second thought to mind because time and time again love had failed everyone in my life. A heart needs a partner, one that will beat simultaneously with it. A heart that will know what the other heart needs in order …show more content…
I realized that I had experienced love and I knew what it took now to make a heart keep going. At this point I started to notice the love that was prevailing around me. When I was 17 my mom was in love with her final husband. When I was 18, me and my dad are closer than ever. When I was 16 my papa had found his soul mate. Most importantly now at the age of 19, I am in love with myself. My petals grew back, my stems overwhelmed with hydration, and my leaves full of a rich green color. I was out of the darkness of that soil covering my seed. I was no longer afraid to love because what I learned about it was that if the love is real it will last. What we had wasn’t real. What we had was a test of my emotions. Most importantly, what I learned was that a heart needs a keeper, not a grower. He grew my love up and left it. Now I know that when I find the right person I will no longer have to worry about being left. Until then I will continue to strive in the sunlight by loving myself and my