I've recently just had my heart broken for the first time. Although I'm young, this still sucks and I'm still torn up about it. Before this, I used to not understand those in relationships. I used to question my girlfriends crying over boys, thinking, "is someone actually worth all these tears?" I would roll my eyes at my brothers coming home miserable about a fight they had with their girlfriends. I would respond with "well, I guess that sucks" to my guy friends who would send me rants via texts about their girls. I couldn't comprehend why one would torture themselves over another…and then I went ahead and ruined my peace of mind by falling in love. Finally, I could understand why someone could be worth all the tears. I understood how a fight with the one you love the most could ruin your day. I get why you copy and paste these rants through text about your significant other to all your best friends. I finally understand the hype of Adele songs (thanks for getting me through the tough ones) (you're a goddess).
Despite the fights, the endless amount of tears, the anger over getting the "k" by your partner, the forgotten dates, the cancelled plans, the disagreements over the tiniest, useless subjects, I would do it all over again.
I would give everything I have to fall in love again. I would deal with the bickering, complaining and the yelling across the bedroom to be in love again. Having someone to love is the best feeling I've experienced. I loved the adventures. I loved being together and not doing anything, but it was the best weekend you could have. I loved the laughter we shared and I loved all the memories that came out of my relationship. I don't regret anything. Even if I knew that I would end up heartbroken in the end, I would have jumped into open arms with the boy I gave my heart to.
If there's any advice I could give to my fellow broken hearts, or those who are too scared to commit in fear of being hurt, is love. Love with all your heart. Love everything that comes your way. Love is amazing; don't be scared of getting hurt. I rather have loved and hurt over and over again, than experience a life of fear.