I remember hearing stories of adults falling in love almost instantly or getting married within months of dating and thinking it seemed impossible because I couldn’t grasp the idea of someone loving another so quickly.
I still think it seems unattainable today, despite having experienced a similar level of affection for someone because it’s hard for there to be that kind of love so early in a relationship unless it is 100% reciprocated.
That’s not to say it can’t happen, but it is hard for the person in love to feel ok sharing their true feelings if its not mutual. Once the person who cares more expresses how they feel and reveals their emotional hand, they have no bullets left to fire. The fact that I even have to associate love with a gun shows where we’re at in todays society when it comes to loving someone.
Love doesn’t always work conveniently. In a perfect world, two people will meet, both will have an instant connection, date, fall in love, get married and live happily ever after
However we all know this world isn’t perfect and that senerio is few and far between. Sometimes one person falls faster than the other. Sometimes one person falls harder for the other. Neither is a bad thing.
I’m a gambler, in both life and love. I believe in taking chances. I believe that longshots can — although certainly not always — pay off.
If you bet on a longshot every time, you’re probably going to end up with nothing; but if you pick your moments and truly believe in something, sometimes it’s worth the risk. The thing about gambling that scares most people is the fear of losing, when it comes to money that I get. Love on the other hand is about being open with one another. I like to look more at the possibility of winning, especially if the person is worth the risk.
I’d prefer to take a shot with someone and fail than to never take a gambling risk and live in regret. I did that through most of high school and my early 20’s, and it sucked just living on the sidelines. At 39 years old I don’t anymore. And I have to tell you, looking back and saying, “I tried,” feels a hell of a lot better than saying, “What if?