The truth about love is the experience changes you completely. Within each journey you give a piece of who you are, imprinting onto your partner. It's like a give and take of quirks, habits, and sayings. Little things that become a part of you; which in turn others pick up some of the small things. Some of your habits rub off, but some are passed along from the other source.The truth about love is good or bad; the experience stays with you forever. From your first love, to your last kiss. Although we may move on and live without them; some memories never fade. Something as simple as the smell of her perfume, or his favorite song; it's enough to send a flood of memories to mind.
The truth about love is you give that person your time; which makes memories. The ones you give your time to become pieces of your life. With each and every person you let in... is a smaller piece of who you are. All these people are a little piece of a shattered mirror, but put them all together and you will see a whole reflection.
The truth about love is you never fully let go. I guess that something as simple as giving your time leaves a lasting impact. Memories consist of three things: time, yourself, and others. Each memory a chapter of your story. Your life is your story and stories are meant to be told and heard. Some are even meant to be retold, while others are meant to teach us a lesson.
The truth about love is you can't escape it and you can't help who you love. Everyone comes into your life for a reason. You just have to pay close attention to the character. I know not every story has a happy ending, but I wish everyone could have their fairy tale. Even if it is just once...
Before you have to let go.