tell me why i'm waiting for someone who doesn't

It sucks, but sometimes we fall for people who simply aren’t capable or willing to love again. Sometimes we should focus on loving ourselves first. In the meantime, enjoy your time together. If you wait it out and prove to your partner you aren’t going anywhere, this person will almost certainly fall for you eventually. And when you do that, you can truly fall in love. If the two of you are compatible and open to falling in love, eventually you'll be vulnerable with each other. More likely, heartbreak has made this person more cautious about love. It's not necessarily true that this person - the apple of your eye - isn't willing to fall in love again. The more heartbreak you've experienced, the less willing you'll be to open up to someone new. It takes time to build trust, and some people are less trusting than others.

It will also be hard, but it will also most definitely be worth it. I'll grant that it is possible to make someone fall in love with you. Vulnerability allows us to create love. And if you aren't being open, the person you love isn't going to fall for you. By the same token, you can't fall for someone who isn't opening up to you. 'He'd love me more if he really knew me,' you tell yourself, but that's not going to happen if you don't open up. Sometimes your partner doesn't understand just how much you love him or her. The two of you could be amazing together, but the timing isn't right. Love feels so incredibly natural because we can't pinpoint why exactly we love certain people. We just know we’re in love with the whole person - the whole package. Your attraction to someone doesn't come from what you do it comes from who you are. But love is unique because the people who experience love are unique.Īnyone can fall in love, but people don't fall in love with just anyone.

Every time that love springs up between two people, it follows a similar pattern.

Sure, the reasons why people love each other differ from person to person and couple to couple, but love itself stays just the same. If anything, it's the people in love who are mysterious. In my experience, love itself is anything but mysterious. We’re taught that love is something you mysteriously stumble on - as if destiny had a role. We’re raised to believe that love is something ethereal - magical, even. How can I love you when you don't love me? How can I feel so much for you and know that the feeling isn't mutual? If love exists only when shared, why is it so often unreciprocated?

Tell me why i'm waiting for someone who doesn't