Love has had different meanings for me over the years.
When I was younger, love was a rush. The excitement of getting a new toy turned into excitement of meeting new boys. Love was giddy and childish.
As I grew older I realized love was a game and I didn’t know how to play it. One day I was supposed to be hot, the next day totally cold. Instead of playing, I chose to be honest.
That was my first big mistake.
I allowed my heart to fall in love with a boy who didn’t love me. Yet, I loved authentically. Love is fluid, it has no boundaries or rules. When we let ourselves go in love we move quickly. The problem is that sometimes the momentum takes us deep into a relationship that God hasn’t blessed. When that happens, we’re destined for heartbreak.
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