Stuck

I feel like I've staring at my whole life right now. I'm looking the decisions about love I've made in the past and how they've affected me and continue to affect me. I'm slightly overwhelmed by it all but at the same time its completely captured my attention. My question is was it ever love? Have I ever been in love with someone? I dated someone for over a year and spent basically every waking moment with him. Did i ever really love him? Like I've said in previous posts, the words "I love you" are all too easily spoken. When do you know? When does your relationship with someone take on a different meaning? How do you know? What happens after that? When do we know when we will never love the person we are with? How do you begin to tell that person? When do you give someone up for someone else? Is that ever okay? (Thinking of the movie Letters to Juliet on that one) What if you miss out on your true love? Is that possible? Is there such a thing as true love?

Welcome to my contemplative state of mind. I'm stuck trying to answer all of these questions. I'm beginning to see why love is so complicated: there's way too many aspects of it. I'm thinking about not making a decision again. That worked last time. I think I'll stick to that until it doesn't work for me.

Where. Am. I. Going? 
I'll let you know when I figure it out.

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