I’ve never loved anyone like I loved who I thought that you were.

By Ashley Allison



We. Only. Have. One. Life. I have no patience for the simple fact that, well, I could die tomorrow. It doesn’t scare me, really. It just makes me want to make the most of every single day I have. And with age comes maturity, but age is not concrete. We don’t all live to be seventy. We don’t all live to be twenty one. I have always felt this way, since I saw my first movie where someone young dies. Since I danced on a rooftop in New York. Since I sang my soul out on a stage. Since I jumped in a pool with my clothes on. Since I went an entire day publicly barefoot. Since I drove over 100 mph. Since I gave blood. Since I felt the rush of a first kiss. Since I felt the rush of a hundredth kiss. And since then, I have tried to live my life in fast forward. If I want to do something, I will. Even if it’s bad for me. And if it’s bad for me, I’ll fall face first into the dirt. But I have people to help me back up. I know there is always that angel who know exactly how I’m feeling and is willing to reach out her hand and pull me out of the 5’ 11” hole. I will get right back up and run at the next dangerous desire. Try to learn from my last mistakes, but never stop moving forward. Try to learn from others mistakes, help them back up, and keep moving forward. And I don’t want to be afraid. I don’t want to regret the moments when I could have had something so beautiful, but was too afraid to lose it to even give it a chance. Like, snipping a sunflower at the root before it blooms. Simply because you’re afraid you’ll love it so much when it’s alive and it’ll hurt you too much when it dies. Death is inevitable. Relationships ending are inevitable. But people make it work. Love makes it work. Distance, time, and situations play a huge factor in life. True. However, I believe very strongly that those are boundaries that can be surpassed. We are not bound to our lives—we are living them. No choice. And personally, I don’t believe in letting chances pass by. They may only come once in a blue moon. Possibly only once in a lifetime. The fact of the matter is, we have no clue what the future brings. I may be almost done with my life. You may be halfway done with yours. They might be just starting along a long life journey. Whatever the case, every second counts. And if you don’t want to go for it, you don’t want it badly enough. Words mean nothing. Actions mean everything. Prove it to the world that you’re ready to conquer it. We only have one life. So jump for it. I’ll be there to catch you if you fall.

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I’ve never loved anyone like I loved who I thought that you were.

Created: Jul 26, 2010

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