“If you love someone, let them go, for if they return, they are truly yours, and if they do not, they never were.”
I believe in that quote now more than ever. I’ve known this guy, Elmer, for more than half of my life. I’ve known him since 2003 and we dated almost six years ago but we broke up due to all these obstacles in the way that I couldn’t handle at my age. I let go of my first love because I didn’t know how to stay strong during all the tough times, and later, I fell in love with someone else. Someone entirely different and totally wrong for me, but I couldn’t see it at the time but eventually, three and a half years into a relationship with the wrong guy, we fell apart and I was lost. Elmer and I began hanging out again and the feelings we thought had diminished came back, stronger than ever.
Six years of separation as a couple, six years of just remaining friends, and our relationship stitched itself back together. I let it go, and he came back. It may not have been right away, but when they say, “Only time will tell.” it’s true. Only time can tell what happens in the future.
I’m not going to say that I know it’s love because “he licked my bald spot” or because “he will literally take the toothbrush out of his mouth and brush mine with it.” not to be rude, because in my own opinion, that’s not a true definition of love. I know it’s love because we faced the distance together once before, and we’re doing it again. I know it’s love because of how he respects me, appreciates me, places me on a pedestal and prioritizes me before anyone else. I know it’s love because he does what he can to still protect me even if he can’t physically be with me. He is totally loyal to me and wants only me and he has never given me any doubt or reason not to trust him. He’s everything I could ever need. He’s understanding and patient, honest and sweet, and though he doesn’t know it, he inspires me to want to be a better person and with his words, he knows how to calm me down, cheer me up, support me, and help me. He’s always there. And for that, I’m thankful. I thought I lost out on the best guy when we broke up back then, but love returned and I’ve regained the love I thought was lost.
He’s my definition of love. What’s yours?