The time is exactly 23:54. It’s Thursday 26th October, soon to be Friday 27th October and I am wide awake. Sometimes, no matter how many sheep I count and no matter how hard I try, I can’t fall to sleep. I have to get up for work in 6 hours but my brain will not switch off, not even a tiny bit. The brain is a wonderful thing, and it’s only now that I realise how connected my brain is to my heart, I picture millions of wires traveling through neck and my chest, linking the two together, sparking alight a chemistry that nobody has the words to explain in reality. I have always been ruled by my emotions and I will always follow my heart no matter what the situation. It is times like now, lying wide awake typing my thoughts away on my phone at midnight, that I truly realise just how consumed my thoughts are by my heart and my ever so wonderful emotions.
When we lie awake at night, what we think about in that time between our heads hitting the pillow and actually falling to sleep says a lot about us. Tonight is the first night in 6 days that I have slept in my bed alone without George next to me and all I can think about is him. It’s almost as if I can feel our hands fold together as they do when we fall to sleep. I used to think that this kind of love daydreaming happened only at the beginning of blossoming romances and it has come to my realisation that it’s a totally ridiculous thing to think. I am lying here with the biggest grin on my face just thinking about how he makes me laugh and how he makes me feel a year and a half in and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I can feel that ‘warm fuzzy feeling’ and I feel it every time I think of him and my gosh I feel like I am so lucky. How can just one person, one soul and one heart take over another so much? The power of feeling is absolutely incredible and our ability to spread love like this should be cherished and never be taken for granted. If I could bottle up this feeling and sell it I would seriously be onto something, money would truly be able to buy happiness and I would be a billionaire.
Is this what makes us human? The ability to feel and the ability for our hearts to take over our thoughts? Whether it is loving your best friend, loving your family or loving your partner, I believe that love is what makes us human. Love makes the world go round and there is plenty of it to share. That warm fuzzy feeling I feel in my heart must be the most purest form of love there is and I know that I don’t want to ever let that go. But what is love? What makes us love somebody? How can you possibly put love into words?
I have used the word love in the past like a throwaway word, and I still do. Do I really love that dress? Do I really love mayonnaise? Do I really love crumpets? Do I really love that new TV show? Do these material things give me that warm fuzzy feeling I have right now, lying in bed at night thinking about someone I care about? Is there a difference to loving someone/something and being in love? I think so.
Being in love is one of the most beautiful things in the world, if not the most beautiful. What does it mean to be in love? How can you even explain being in love?
Being in love is getting that fuzzy feeling.
Being in love is realising you have been smiling to yourself for god knows how long daydreaming on the bus.
Being in love is thinking of them when you hear a love song on the radio.
Being in love is putting their feelings before your own.
Being in love is not being able to sleep because your thoughts are consumed by just the thought of that someone.
Being in love is offering them the last chocolate.
Being in love is something that you can’t control.
Being in love is the most mind blowing and incredible thing.
It is hard to describe something that isn’t visible to the naked eye, something that you can’t touch, taste or hear, something that is actually only a feeling but a feeling that takes over you completely. Trying to explain the feeling of being in love to somebody that hasn’t experienced it yet is an impossible thing. How do you describe a feeling?
I asked some fellow bloggers in a Facebook group I’m in called WeBlogMCR what they believe being in love is and means and their response blew me away. It’s not often that on social media you can come across a post so full of love. The internet is filled with negativity a lot of the time yet it can also be a wonderful place for sharing love. These are the responses I got and I think they’ve got it spot on. Being in love means something different to everyone, everybody has a different way of explaining that feeling and it is bloody beautiful any way you describe it.
Thank you for reading. I hope you have a day filled with lots of love 🙂