They say there are five different love languages: words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. Each person is different; so it makes sense that the way we receive and feel love is different as well. In order to make sure your partner feels loved one must first figure out which love language they speak and become fluent in it.
For me, words hold a certain power. The saying goes, “actions speak louder than words.” However, when miles separate two people and the amount of possible affectionate actions lessens; words become my saving grace. Words like, “I love you,” “I miss you,” “come home” play on repeat in my head like my favorite song. I cling to good morning and good night text messages to know I’m still on your mind. I hold, "how are you's" as signs that you still care.
However, the absence of words holds power too. When we fail to articulate what we really want and let our feelings subside in the unsaid; we lose our ability to love. When we decide that the easiest solution is to compromise and move on; we silence the most authentic parts of ourselves. When we let these make it or break it moments pass us by while biting out tongue and holding back what we really want; we lose our opportunity for love.
It’s only in these moments of despair, that we realize this may be our last chance. When fear final breaks down pride and we muster up enough courage to say how we really feel we open ourselves up to love. It’s when we realize we are limited on time and do not have an unlimited amount of second chances that we are finally able to articulate what we really want to say.
So this is me asking you to, "pick me, choose me, love me."
Pick me,
because I know that there are other pretty girls throwing rocks at your window, but I’ve stayed outside weathering every storm.
Choose Me,
because I’m choosing to stay not despite all the things you’ve done wrong, but for all the things you’ve gotten right. Because I understand the meaning of forgiveness and know I definitely need some forgiving too. We both know loving someone is a daily choice, and I’ll choose you over and over again.
Love me,
because, “I lied. I’m not out of this relationship. I’m in. I’m so in it’s humiliating because here I am begging...You choice it’s simple. Her or me. And I’m sure she’s great. But, I love you, in a really big way. I pretend to like your taste of music.. I let you eat the last piece of cheesecake. I’ll hold a radio over my head outside your window, in an unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. Pick me. Choose me. Love me.” - Merideth Grey
