A short prose on how love can change us from the people we once were. |
Do you ever notice the changes that happen when you meet that "special someone?" I know that when I met mine, I suddenly wanted to be more responsible, more active, and more open to new ideas. I wanted to learn to cook better for him, and had even found myself saying things that my mother would say sometimes whenever I got frustrated at him. I can't remember a time before I met him that I ever acted like that (being a tomboy, this change was very strange). Why does this happen? It is as if some sort of switch within us turns on and we become this whole other person. When I told my mother of this, she laughed and said, "Welcome to adulthood kiddo." Sometimes I feel like Peter Pan. There are times when I just don't want to grow up. But when I look into my "special one's" eyes, I feel like being that grown up person my mother told me I had become. Though we both act like kids sometimes, I think that my "special one" and I have changed in a lot of ways. You know, I think I just might like this idea of growing up; especially if it's with the one I love. |