
It’s become so rare nowadays to find someone to fall in love with and stay in love with.
People seem to forget how beautiful it is to grow old with someone, to build and witness someone’s progression and to conquer obstacles as a team instead of facing them alone.
I guess it’s safe to say there’s not enough thrill in it for them.
There’s no thrill in comfortability and knowing someone like the back of your hand.
I guess that’s why you can call me an old soul.
I don’t need to go out all the time and switch people up every other week to fulfil my boredom with temporary happiness.
I always wanted something real, someone so genuine that they’re worth lasting a lifetime with.
Someone willing to invest the time and effort needed to win instead of forfeiting when “there’s no coming back.”
I understand it’s nearly impossible nowadays to count on someone with all your heart and soul.
It’s more dangerous if anything; I guess that’s why you can trust me as one of the rare ones.
I’m not just in it for a reason, season, or lifetime… I’m in it for all three.



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