Love in the Time of Blogs Vol. 1

This past weekend G and I were IMing and I came across a thought; "How do I know I love G?" Then things like G understands me, G is a good kisser, G is sexy as hell, but then I thought, what about the things that are not good? I dare not list those here, but it seemed that the things which are uncommon between us out weight what we have in common.

Does this lack of commonality mean we are not meant for each other, or is every relationship the same? In almost every aspect of our lives are we different. Musical tastes, movies, political views, spiritual views, nationalities, views on romance, and finances. Are these things which can be over looked, are these things which can easily be incorporated into our relationship to help us grow stronger?

Furthermore, am I in love or am I settling? Am I being fair to G? Am I being fair to me? There are so many questions but the answers I probably don't wanna hear.

During this new year, is it possible to have this relationship and find who I am at the same time? What if I find that I am not the one for G or G is not the one for me? What will it prove? No matter what this year brings, I know I love G.

How do I know I love G? A simple sigh could bring me out of the deepest abyss. A simple laugh could brighten the darkest day. A fight which I usually cause, ends with I.F.L.Y. a few moments later. Every second is filled with a thought about G. My dreams are plagued with visions of a life together, away from prying eyes, and impossible situations between friends and family.

Though, a thought remains, still lingers in the depths of my cluttered mind. 'Am I truly, honestly, in love?' This is probably the stupidest thing with which to compare, but in movies and in literature, they seem to know the moment they fall in love with the other. So the thought that lingers is left unanswered. Not because it doesn't exist but because I'm afraid it isn't the best example of 'when I knew.'

Perhaps, that's the greatest riddle of all, we truly never know until it is gone.

"Moriré y lloraré sin ti . . ." A song which was just playing. Translated: 'I will die and I'll cry without you'