Thoughts to Ponder

If there is something I really believe in when it comes to love, it has got to be the fact that we don't choose who we fall in love with.
If I can choose, I would choose to fall in love with someone who's rich, living just right next door, someone in the same time zone as I am, someone whom I don't have to spend thousands of dollars and 24 hours in an airplane that may fall and crash just to see.
I'd fall in love with a childhood rush, I'd choose my love story and pick the one with the best outcomes and the one that gives me the best reputation. I'll pretty much fall in love with someone who's the best or gives me the best.
But I didn't. I didn't fall in love in the circumstances I choose.
However, I fell in love with the person who's worth staying up late for, the person who's worth working my ass off for that one thousand dollars and spending 24 hours in a crammed seat of an airplane that may crash into the sea just to see.
I fell in love with someone who made me feel that they were worth it, I fell in love with someone who made me feel worthy of me.