Recently I've wondered about love and what it really means to tell someone that you love them. Realistically speaking, many relationships end and both partners move on to meet someone else, but when do you stop loving one person to love another one? On the other side of the coin, did you really love the previous person if you can stop loving them?
My problem has always been cutting people out of my life. If I'm being honest, there's no person I've ever been able to cut out of my life completely; I still care , and even love some people who won't speak to me now. I often wonder that if they won't be a part of my life in some small way, did they ever love me to begin with?
Maybe I'm thinking too much about this (which is another problem I have), but what are your thoughts? I'd love to hear other people's opinion on this.
Hugs and poops,