Real love isn't easy. And if I'm being honest, I don't want things to be easy.

I don't want things to be easy between us. We are two different people who don't and won't see eye-to-eye on every single thing. I don't want things to always be simple, for us to always agree and never argue. I don't want us to be two people that live this fairytale type of love, because that's not real love.

Real love isn't easy. It's fighting and driving one another crazy. It's frustration and confusion. It's moments of good and bad, moments of pure bliss and pure chaos. But it's choosing each other, despite that mess. 

Falling in love doesn't mean you meet someone whose life and perspective perfectly aligns with yours. You won't get into relationship with someone who will always treat you right., always do what he or she is supposed to, always make you laugh and never frustrate you. You won't find perfect because love is imperfect. 

I don't want the challenge. I want the real and raw emotions that come with falling for someone. I want us to disagree and argue, frustrate one another and challenge each other's perspectives. 

I want things to be as they are - not like a Disney movie or romantic fairytale. I want things to be real because we're real. Because we're imperfect. Because we're us. And I wouldn't change that for the world.