I’ve Fallen and I Can’t Get Up

A hopeless romantic

ALXANDRIA
ALXANDRIA
Sep 9, 2018 · 2 min read

I’ve met a man. Let’s just soak that up for two seconds. Not a guy, dude, BOY… none of that. A man. Who openly expresses himself, cultured in ways that I dream of… smart, intelligent(you’re a mad man if you think the two are one).

Is it crazy and illogical to feel so deeply about a human that you’ve encountered and have only known for a short time span? Something so sacred you don’t want to share it with the outside world for fear that they will ruin it, as they ruin everything else. One of those feelings you can’t explain but that you welcome back into your arms like an old friend.

I haven’t experienced this in eons, I forgot how it felt. It’s one of those bittersweet notions. It’s sweet because to have finally met someone you can see yourself sharing your days with and not just your nights is a beautiful thing. The bitter comes from the unknown. It comes from learning how to control all these forgotten emotions again. To “tame” them, so to speak. To not become all consumed and forget your prior life.

So.. how does one balance the crazy wave of emotions? Work. Build. Distract the mind with productivity. Yes, this is easier said than done and yes, the mind always travels back to your person. I’d be lying if I said either of those statements were false. That’s why it’s called “balance”. You don’t go from one extreme to the next. Dance in that newfound love, it is a birthright. However, don’t let this be the “be all, end all”. Understand that to work on yourselves individually and then to bring that newness of self reflection back to the unit, the oneness of your souls is a beautiful thing.

Impart that wisdom. Build one another. Never be afraid to love. There is no timeframe on how long it takes to fall in deep. There is no rule book. To quote a favorite line, from a favorite movie:

One truism in life my friend, when that ‘Jones’ comes down… it’ll be a motherfkr. -Love Jones

If I didn’t learn anything else from that classic, it’s that you in fact have no control over who and how you love. Just be happy that you possess that ability in itself. To be able to love and be loved is a very beautiful thing.

xoxo

ALX

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