I'm not saying that love is a bad thing but it makes you do crazy things for that person...I've liked the guy I'm dating right now for about a year now...he dated girls during that long period of time but i didn't give up...i smiled when he talked to me about every girl, i smiled when he hugged me good bye when he said he had to go find his girlfriend...for the entire school year i hoped that he would figure it out; figure out that i liked him and ask me out...months went by and he had to stop talking to me...it broke my heart.
I didn't smile when i saw him...i didn't smile when i heard his voice...i didn't smile when he looked at me or in my general direction...i cried; every time...i died; every time...my life was gone because i couldn't talk to him.
Before i met him, i thought love wasn't real and it was just a mind trick people played on each other. But this one boy, this boy that every girl drooled over made me feel different and made me happy that i had moved to that city.
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