Scrolling down Instagram, whether it's my account, or others peoples account, I can't help but notice the amout of cute couples I see.
When I was younger and used to see my friends post up the amazing pictures of them and their boyfriends, I won't lie ... I was actually jealous. I remember Fabiola stalking some of them and secretly hoping one day I find a guy to have a perfect relationship with.
Correct me if I am wrong, but I am almost 99% sure that almost every girl experiences this. But who could blame us... We are always surrounded with media and movies portraying the perfect love story ... Why can't I have that, I remember always questioning to the Love Gods everytime I watched some romantic movie.
Anyways ... So I grew up, and actually had guys interested in me, you don't understand the amount of pictures I wanted to take with them all them to show my friends.
There was this one relationship, where I honestly thought he would be the one. Everytime I posted a picture of him and I on Instagram, I was always excited and happy about all the comments I received saying "my favourite couple" or "you guys are just too cute". And I guess we were. It was usually a good day if I ever posted a picture of us, either I felt I was loved or we genuinely had an amazing day together, and I just wanted to take pictures and we happened to look really good in them.
But as time past, I realized first hand how a picture definetly does not tell the entire story. Believe it or not, no matter how perfect we looked together, we always had problems, always.
Looking back, I always blamed him ... But we both had a part to share, it's never just one person. From first hand experience, I know we weren't the perfect couple. Trust me when I say, we had a lot of issues and problems.
Whether it would be my jealousy, over caring, over protected, or his lack of interest in me, too much time on his car or him being a complete jerk, somehow we managed to fool everyone into thinking we were so happy together.
Don't get me wrong though, we obviously had more up days than down ones ... But the down ones hurt the most, and the hurt u experience, is the one you remember for a long time.
We are in love, and there's no doubt in the amount of love I have for him, and the love he has for me. We may take the best pictures together, and look so good with each other, we are only human and we do have a share of a lot of problems. Problems that I am sure may seem so dumb to an outsider, but to us... We made it become our entire everything and jus never let it go.
But things always change ... So I'm honestly hoping we start to slowly understand each other to walk into the right path with each other hand in hand. Because (and he knows this), if I didn't love, care and appreciate him as much as I do, I wouldn't have been there for him from beginning until the end yesterday.
Wishing for the best, but expecting the worst..
