Love

Love is a mysterious thing, isn't it? It will hide from you and show its face when you least expect it. It can either make you or break you.

Frankly, love confuses me. You see, I didn't fall in love until the guy was done with me. But then again, who knows if that was actually love? I'm only 16 afterall, who am I to know what love is? I once heard that there are three components of true love; emotional, mental, and physical. Maybe I never loved him. Maybe it was all a scam that Cupid played on my poor heart, making me think I felt more than I did. I may never know.

But I do know one thing. Love is never lost. Just because your first love wasn't true, doesn't mean that you won't find the right one later in life. I'm too young to worry about finding my true love just yet. I'm happy with scoping out cute guys and being my naturally flirtatious self. Others may not like it but frankly my dear, I don't give a damn. I'm gonna be who I want to be and do what I feel like and go wherever my heart takes me.

One thing I want in life would be to find that one guy who loves me for me. One who can make me smile and fall in love all over again with a simple gesture. One that I can grow old with and never lose the flame (like those cute old couples that hold hands). Doesn't everyone want that?

Is it just me or is 'love' becoming so over-used that it's starting to lose its meaning? For instance. A friend of mine said that 'they used to love eachother.' These two people dated for a month and a half and recently had broken up. Now in my book, it takes longer than that to learn to love someone. And you shouldn't use 'love' so freely. It is much to powerful a word to be used so.

Much love and be free,

Avery