What I've been unexpectedly looking for.

I never know where to start with stories like this. Love always feels like a fairytale at first—everything painted in soft, rose-colored light. You laugh more, dream more, and for a while, it feels like nothing could ever go wrong. But eventually, the colors begin to fade. Sometimes it’s because the relationship becomes too intense, too quickly. Other times, it’s because of poor choices we make along the way.

Don’t get me wrong—every relationship has its highs and lows. One day you’re wrapped in laughter and hugs; the next, you’re lost in silence and misunderstandings. But there’s nothing like being with that one person who makes you feel like the world can wait. Someone who makes you feel safe, even when you’ve always been hard on yourself. That person brings out a part of you no one else sees—your vulnerable side. That’s how you know they matter.

But not all love stories are smooth. Indifference creeps in. Insecurities take root. Arguments stack up. Distance grows. You try to fix things, you really do. But sometimes, things just can’t be repaired. When trust is broken, it changes everything. It’s like shattering a wine glass and trying to glue it back together—no matter how careful you are, the cracks will always show.

Letting go is the hardest part. It feels like you’re dying inside. You convince yourself that love isn’t worth it, that you’ll never allow yourself to feel that way again. Days blur into weeks, weeks into months. You replay every moment, wondering where you went wrong, what you lacked, why you weren’t enough. You start to believe you’ll never be chosen—that you’ll never be someone’s first choice.

Then, just when you stop looking… someone arrives.

Yes, just like that. Unexpectedly.

He was there, with out me thinking about it. And suddendly, without meaning to, i found my self smiling again.

He’d always been around, but I hadn’t noticed him that way—until one night, we danced. There was something magical about that moment. One of my weaknesses is dancing with someone I like. It’s a feeling that can’t be put into words, and with him… I felt it all over again.

That night changed everything. What had once been casual hangouts, shared laughs, and stolen glances turned into something real. Dancing with him was the spark—the cherry on top.

Things weren’t perfect. For a moment, I doubted if he was the right one. Life threw some difficult situations our way. But he stayed. He chose to be with me, even when things were messy. And honestly? I couldn’t believe it.

Now, I don’t know where this is headed. I still feel that old fear—the fear of falling, of being wrong again. But there’s something different this time.

Sometimes, destiny has something better in store for you. And without even realizing it, you begin again—you feel that familiar flutter of wanting to be with someone, of wanting to see them all the time. It’s amazing how someone new can make you forget your past.

Just one smile from them can brighten your entire day.

Love is something incredible, even surprising. But we have to let ourselves feel it—while also knowing when to hold on and when to let go.

With the right person, you’ll never feel like you have to hide who you are. You won’t feel judged. Instead, it feels good—so good—to be admired by someone you care about.

They remember the little things:

Like playing your favorite music when you’re driving together.

Kissing your hand or forehead just because.

Opening the car door for you.

Buying your favorite drink.

Taking the time to spend a day with you.

It’s in those gestures that love whispers loudest.

It reminds me of a day we went out to eat. He ordered a dish that came with steak, and the waitress asked how he’d like it cooked.

“Well done, please,” he said.

Later, I asked him why he ordered it that way, and he replied:

“So you could eat it too. I know you like it that way.”

In that moment, I swear something shifted inside me.

I felt it—those butterflies people always talk about.

And I laughed to myself, thinking, Wow… so this is what it feels like.

Maybe what they say is true:

What someone couldn’t give you in years, someone else can give you in just a few months.

And I’m living proof of that.

Well thanks for stoping by and reading a little of my diary. xoxo