Infatuation is described as an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone. Love? Love on the other hand is limitless. Unfortunately we cannot control how or when either happen. In my heart, I believe you know love. You feel love. You believe in that person, you trust in every part of them, regardless of the degree to which you love them. You want the best for them. You hurt when they do. You laugh when they do. You become emotionally involved. Most of that emotion & feeling is missing within the fury and excitement of infatuation. Love is a beautifully heart breaking part of life. When you fall it’s an amazing feeling, when your heart is broken its a shitty moment. Remember that. Remember how you felt during your highest of highs. Never forget how you truly believed the world was ending the first time your heart broke.
Locked. Guarded. Secure.
I’ve never noticed this place. I think its funny how we notice things only when were ready. I’ve driven by here countless times, apparently not ready until now to see such beauty. As I walked up the lane I had a sense of violation. Not because it was illegal to be there but I felt as if I was violating privacy of someone. An odd feeling I’ve never experienced in a cemetery.