Writing

Writing 

Writing as many things in my life, is very beneficial to me and helps me through everything. I wrote this in seventh grade it was extremely important to me and that point in my life so I figured I would share it.

Love

Natalie Cortez

I was in love with the idea of being in love. I was so caught up in myself and him that I lost track of what I was doing and why I was doing it. I've realized over time that love is a strong word. But yet people misuse it everyday not fully understanding the true meaning. Like that boyfriend who told you he loves you but says it to a thousand other girls at the same time. Or your husband of five years but he ends up leaving when you need him most. Love means forever, something that will never break. People are using the word love like your grandmas most fragile plate. It sits in an open cabinet swinging back and forth until it falls and shatters on the floor. But real love is like a bullet proof window. Impossible to break.

You see love is tiding each other through the bad times. When I needed him most he left me. My mother was dying and he gets scared packs up his things and leaves me.

Love is waiting. He didn't wait for me. He got impatient and threw everything away. Including me.

Love is sacrifice. The only sacrifice he made for me was staying with me for that one day that I was fine. But, when I wasn't he was miles away.

Love is giving up fear and finding courage. I had more to be uncourageous of and afraid of but yet he acted more scared because he didn't have enough money to buy a plane ticket to fly away from me.

Love is looking past the flaws. Waking up in the morning with a bun on my head made him angry. He said that I needed to fix my hair. My mom, he thought she was some carry on package that didn't matter.

Love is telling the truth. Tell that to all the other girls that he fell in “love” with.

Love is giving up your old ways of living. Didnt give up anything for me besides him leaving. That was for himself.

Love looks beyond class and status. I was just starting out in life and didn't have a lot of money. To him I was classified as poor and worthless.

Love is believing in each other's dreams. Just like when I wanted to audition for that one show. He said I wasn't good enough.

Love changes you for the better. It seems like he's only gotten worse. I have tried to make him love me but nothing worked.

Love is letting go. That is exactly what I am doing.