Oh this is strange! Really strange! Tonight I have been thinking about love, yes love. I have not experienced it with another person, but there are so many pictures of love in books... movies... are they wrong? I know it sounds ridiculous, but to me love is like "things." Like running barefoot in a field of wildflowers, like sitting on a blanket waiting for the stars to come up, like staring up at them when they do. Like swimming by a secluded waterfall, like climbing rocks to see the most breathtaking view you've ever seen, like cuddling by a fire on a cold night. Those to me are pictures of love, real or not, and I'd like to experience them someday. I won't expect them. I know it sounds sickeningly sweet but its true, it is true.
Okay I guess I'm done ranting and I guess my final thought is this:
Love (for a girl) is when you can let your hair hang loose, not wear makeup, wear regular clothes and still have that feeling. Nothing impressive, nothing fake, just love.
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