I’m a hopeless romantic in a pretty “hopeless” world when it comes to love. I love love and all the things that come with it. I used to hate how much love dictated my life, now I’ve learned to embrace my love for love. I’m a lover. A hopeless romantic. I’ll pick love every time.
I love spending my life with another human. I love sharing ideas, opinions, laughter, goals and truly just having someone to talk to. There’s nothing quite like knowing someone has your back. Family, friendships, relationships, love is the center of it all.
I grew up in a home where love was all we really had. I’m a typical kid from South Texas that didn’t have much growing up. I may have gone without the nicest clothes or fastest car but my parents made sure I knew I was loved and expressed it to me all the time.
As I’ve grown older, I’ve realized love has sometimes gotten the best of me.. the worst of me, the most amazingggg part of me. Love has gotten all of me.. all the time. I’ve had heart break and break throughs with love in mind.
I’ll continue to pick love until the end of my time.
I hope you do too.