if you were blind what would beauty mean to you?

I am I am wholeheartedly myself. Isn't that the most powerful ting ultimately

someone who doesn't matter can't bring you down-ME

What do I know about love? Not much. I know I thought I loved my best friend who turned out to be gay.  Then, I loved two guys at once and not many people can say that, but I did.  I loved them both but for such different reasons. I felt one way with one and a completely other way with the other.  In the end though, I never chose and so I lost them both. That’s a glimpse into how love works, love doesn’t wait; people can only be walked over for so long. After loosing them both and getting over all the mess, I fell for someone new. People thought it was a rebound, but I fell.  That was a beautiful thing, to fall, naturally and just with one person. That ended though because we were at different places.  It was the first lesson I learned in love in regards to how love does not conquer time and space.  People can love but be in different places, physically and mentally. Then I never thought I would love again. I wanted a break, I wanted to be single and I was for a year and a half and I loved it.  It was freeing. I dealt with my insecurities, my worries, my triumphs all by myself.  Then the summer before senior year, I fell again. Probably harder than I ever had; part of me thought and actually believed he was the one. I guess for the first time ever you could say I was invested. I never thought I would do long distance, but I did. I never thought that our relationship would disintegrate before my eyes, but it did. That’s how love works though I’ve learned. It comes and it goes, it ebbs and it flows.