When you like someone. There’s no maybe or a little.

It’s either you love them wholeheartedly or you don’t like them at all.

I don’t get how this generation has made love a joke.

I don’t know if I like them

I am attracted to him, but I don’t think so. I love them

it’s just a phase, bro

I hate these sentences. These are not love, bro.

Love is when you get to be sure. When someone asks you if you love them, you say Yeah, I love them. That should be your response. Because if it isn’t, then, sorry dear, you don’t love them.

love was initially a beautiful thing

Where you were accepted with all your flaws. You weren’t told to change.

where you were respected even in front of your friends and family.

And it’s not like this idea of love is dead now,

no, it certainly is not

But now people just don’t want this type of love.

Love was when he looked down; he hid his gaze.

Love was when she protected herself for him.

Love was when they understood each other. Even when they were angry, they still had this mutual agreement. For them,

It wasn’t her vs him.

It was them vs everything.

That was actual love.

Nowadays, people are so proud that they are loyal to their partners or that they only have them in their hearts. Or that they don’t joke around with every single person.

Where they forgot that loyalty was the bare minimum.

Nowadays, when men don’t step up for their women

Or nowadays, where women are competing for stealing other men.

In this era, I still want that old love

where I could go on multiple dates without asking them. Where even when they were busy, they could make a little time to just inform me. Where I still believe in those little gestures.

I still want them to peel fruits for me.

I want that love where I could feel feminine.

I still want that love where I could be soft,

He could be as manly as he could. But feel safe, where I can be his safe place. I want him to rely on him.

I want him to protect me and hold the bags when we are shopping.

Not because I can’t hold, but because I wanna be more girly.

I want the kind of love where we support each other to grow, not where we restrict each other.

I want the kind of love where we could fly with each other.

Where he doesn’t judge me.

Where I can be as childish as I can be. Where he could protect my inner child, too.

Where I wait for him away from the evils. But he also avoids the evils for us.

Can this type of love find me?

Where he loves me like I am his first love.

Even that teenage love-silly, real, messy. I want that too

I want him to be my best friend, my supporter. My biggest fan. My crime partner. I want that type of love.

I don’t want this situation-ship, maybe-ship, time-ship, or whatsoever it is.

I want him to be confirmed with what he wants.

I want that when I fall in love,

It lasts till the end.

Where even when our hair turns grey, our love doesn’t end.

Even when my skin has a lot of wrinkles, he still thinks I’m the most beautiful.

I want the kind of love that my children set the standard for.

Where they cringe when they see their parents, but deep down wish that.

Where my daughter sets her father as a standard.

Do you also still believe in such love?

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