High school is the first step into our journey of adulthood . A young adolescent, full of hormones, and in search in finding the love of our lives. Maybe he will be the star of the football team? I wonder what he will look like? How he will be? Going to gatherings with his arm around your shoulders, memories that we hope to share with our children someday. We were young, we came from two different worlds, and we were absolutely terrible for eachother. When you look at a picture, you see the illusion what we try to make of our situation. Could you see The endless cycle that we were to selfish to break? The on’s and off’s? The late nights of tears? Betrayal and lies? We never saw eye to eye. You wanted control, you wanted a girl who stayed home and hid herself from the world. I wanted freedom, the time to find myself, and to just be myself. They say love makes you do crazy things, but was it really love? If you love someone, you would trust them? Right? Not believe everything that everyone else has to say, not everyone who speaks to you with concerns, always have the full story. People talk but to listen to their news is no different then playing an old childhood game known as broken telephone. To love someone is to respect them, right? not to bring their spirits down, and leave them looking like the fool at the party. It’s easy to just sleep on it, it’s easy to pretend, or try to run away from it, but love a two way street. Love is Communication, their will always be that tough conversation to converse about. Love is to want to understand, to listen, and love is suppose to be our freedom. Love is an open door, like that popular song that Anna sang in that Frozen movie. We welcome love with open arms, but don’t forget to leave the door unlock. You can’t force someone to stay, and if you do, it will only be a relationship out of obligation. There is a fine line between love and hate, but the only thing they both have in common is that, they are both fueled by little something that we like to call passion. No relationship is perfect, people disagree, argue, and so on. But if you have to constantly explain yourself, defend yourself, fight for what you need, or have to play the role of dectective. That’s the kind of situation that you have to weigh the pros and cons. Actions speaks louder the words, what we let silde is what we tell them is okay to do. Is their actions okay with you? That’s for you to decide. Is history enough? Could someone really change? A wolf will change it cost but not it’s habit. A person can break a habit for themselves but their character will remain, unless they choose to work on it, daily. What goes against our grain, is what we can’t sleep with at night. We know what’s right for us, but this expection of love we expect out of our partner, we should put that expectation on ourself. Like my nonna use to always say in her broken English, “if you no love you, then who will?” That love starts with you, what do you need? What do you want out of life? That’s for you to decide.