And they called it puppy love
Just because we’re in our teens
Tell them all, please tell them it isn’t fair
To take away my only dream
Puppy love-It’s an oldie, but a goldie. Young Donnie Osmond was trying to get the world to understand that his teenage love was just as legitimate as anyone else’s. He didn’t share the length or depth of the relationship, so who knows if he could actually tell if it was love or not? Adolescents aren’t the only ones that struggle with telling the difference. With a divorce rate of over 50%, its’s evident that there’s people of all ages who don’t what that crazy little thing called love (another great oldie) is.
A year ago, I professed my love for my boyfriend at every family event that I went to. I told my family members that we would get married one day because we would be together forever. They found my certainty in my future hilarious. “You really think so?” They asked. The gut wrenching sensation I got after they spoke to me in such a condescending manner was enough to knock me off my feet. I still had pride, which kept me strong, so I answered, “I know so.”
You see, I actually didn’t know for sure, and neither did he. We were both smitten with each other and believed in it. We loved each other from week two, but it was a different kind of love. It was puppy love. I saw him as absolutely perfect, as did he. We didn’t know much about each other except that we’ve had an identical sense of humor from the start and share an interest in gaming. We also knew we loved each other, and this sheer fact saved us from some of the knowledge we didn’t already have.
True love is beautiful in its own sick, twisted way. Unlike puppy love, which is smooth and glowing, it has gnarled edges and causes pain. We started learning that slowly as time went on. We began to see the worst of each other from time to time. We started fighting bloody wars. Yet, it only got better from that point. The good days got better. We forged a connection between us that we’ve never shared with anyone else. Even if the worst feels like it’s tearing us apart, there’s absolutely nothing more healing than seeing him smile.
It’s safe to say I’m in love with him after all the time and effort we’ve put into building ourselves up. Getting married isn’t just something we believe in. It’s something we’re seriously thinking about because we can’t imagine life without each other. Last Christmas, my boyfriend flew here to spend it with me. There he was, at the Christmas Eve party with me. I told everyone I was in love with him. They took me as seriously then as they did 365 days before. I don’t need anyone to validate our relationship, but it’d still be nice to be taken seriously once in a while.
What made you realize that you were (or weren’t) in love? Comment below 🙂