Nothing in life should be forced, especially not love. It should come easy, it should be uplifting, and most importantly, all enduring.
It is easy when things go well in ones life to accept those things as they come, without trying to figure out why. But when they go wrong, for some reason, we continually search for an answer why.
The pain we feel when someone leaves our life is in direct proportion to the joy they bring while apart of it. When all is said and done, those that I have loved became apart of me. That was the way it was meant to be. People are brought together for a reason, everything happens for a reason. I believe that the reason some of us were brought together was to complete one another in different ways. We fill each other's empty spaces with love. And if someday God decides to tear us apart, I trust that there is a reason. Because if there is a reason for love, no matter how long it lasts, there is a reason for life beyond it.
On a happy note, I will attempt to get in the habit of posting something positive at the end of every post: Cedar Point 5/16