Love has no limits at all. It strikes when you look for it the least, or that is how it has been for me always, and also for most of my friends. And speaking about the relationship that I just came out of, pretty much shows that love has no limits, and no logic. I moved 2120 kilometres from the town in northern of Sweden where I have grown up, studied and have my family, to come here & live with my (now Ex) boyfriend. 2120 kilometres! Can you imagine how impossibly much you miss eachother then, when you are newly in love and speak on the phone and just want to kiss and be in eachothers arms... It didn't work out, and everybody warned me before I came here, how hard it would be, coming to a new country and having to start out from nothing, and it also was very very very hard, but got better. And here I am now, okay it didn't go like I would have wanted, and me & him didn't work out, but when I go home to visit I see that nothing has changed in my home town while here I am getting a lot of experience, and absolutely stand on my own feet. I have no regrets
But I swear, love has no boundaries. Not my love anyways, if I'm really fallen.