How to Write About the One You Love

How to Write About the One You Love

How do you write about the person you love?

I use metaphors, because simple adjectives are not enough to describe how you make me feel.

No, I don’t use metaphors or adjectives; because no words can describe the way I feel when I think about you, when I hear your name, or when we’re together.

I think about the sun and its warmth, and how it brightens my day. I think about the winter and the cold, like the way you make me feel when you’re gone. I think about what could be going on in your thoughts, whether I’m part of it or not.

At the end of the day, I do write about you, in the simplest way I could possibly can, using the most extraordinary words of the English language. I write about you, not because you’ve filled up most of my thoughts, but because I want to remember everything about you: every moment, every smile, every detail.

I write about you in the most serene way: how peaceful you look when you sleep, or how your eyes never seem to leave a page when you read. I write about you and our adventures, because they are greater than any love story ever told.

I write about you and us, even if ‘we’ don’t exist.

I write about you and this one-way love story, because you’ll never really know how I feel.

I write about me, writing about you and how you inspire me to play the odds.

And if it were up to me, you were probably the most beautiful piece I’ve ever written. 

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I hope you fall in love with someone beautiful. Not just on the outside, but also deep down to their core. Fall in love not just because they have beautiful eyes, but with the way those eyes see the world. Fall in love with the way they glisten when they get excited about the things that matter most to them. Fall in love not just because they have nice lips, but fall in love with the endless thoughts and words that come out of them. Fall in love not just because of their smile, but with the reason behind it. Fall in love not just because they have a great chest, but because of the heart that’s underneath it. Fall in love with the great love that they are capable of giving to you and to others.

Fall in love not just because of the way their hands fit yours perfectly, but with the promise of not letting each other go when the going gets tough. Fall in love with the way they listen. Fall in love with the comfortable silences. Fall in love with the way everything seems to fall into place when you’re with them. Fall in love with someone who makes you feel beautiful. Fall in love with them because genuinely beautiful people are iridescent, they share that light and beauty with everything and everyone they touch. Fall in love with someone beautiful because you deserve it.

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He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.

Bob Marley

I’m a hopeless romantic.

I believe in fairy tales and happy endings. I believe in destiny and soul mates. I believe that one day I would meet someone to spend the rest of my life with. There may be ups and downs, compromise, petty arguments, but that’s the way things are. That’s how life is. Nothing is perfect and we should never expect a lifetime with love to be flawless. 

One day someone would proclaim his love for me. It could be so grand with fireworks and carriages or simple with a smile and a sparkle in his eyes; I couldn’t care less. What’s important is the thought of having those butterflies in the stomach and the blush in my cheeks that would say, “I like you, too.” 

I’m a hopeless romantic.

“What if the person you like, likes you back?” I never knew that feeling. I was always that girl. I never tried to tell him how I felt because I was afraid. Afraid to take the risk. Or maybe because I didn’t know how, or when. I’m afraid of how he would react, and if it would change anything. 

I’m a hopeless romantic. 

I fall in love with guy characters in books, sitcoms, and movies. I imagine every single thing they do, and what it would feel like if the girl was me. I would think of myself being there, in that moment, when I know I’d live a happy ever after. 

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Strange, here I was having lunch with the hottest girl in school, but I was miserable. Because less than 20 feet away from me was Juli – my Juli – with Eddie Turlock. She’s laughing; what was she laughing about? How could she sit there and laugh, and look so beautiful?

Bryce Loski, Flipped