Three words: I, love, and you. These three words have no correlation to each other, but while strung together, can have the power to change lives.
I believe that every one wants, or needs, to be loved. Whether we want to admit it or not, we do. Love is a powerful word. It can be shared among family members, friends, or during relationships. Being fourteen, I have absolutely no understanding of the love. I am too immature, though I hate to admit it, and choose to use the word freely. Only understanding the concepts, I cannot interpret the full meaning. Some people say love is a game, though my thoughts are completely opposite. Love is not a game, because love is forever and games are temporary.
Real love isn’t what you see in movies. Real love isn’t what you see on T.V. This I know for sure. Real love comes from the heart, and no one can change that. Love is like a sunset. It can leave, but you will know it will always come back. You know its forever, well, true love is anyways.
Whenever I was about four years old, my brother and I were extremely close. Even though the age difference – seven – years, we still “hung out.” Every night before I went to sleep, he would come into my room, tuck me in, and say, “I love you sissy.” That’s what true love is. True love is saying I love you, and meaning it.
No matter how you or your friend thinks of love, it will always be different. Not one single human being has the same thought of love. Though the key concepts may be the same, what ever those are, the details will always be completely different. What we have is never good enough. When we get the things we want, we want something else. Constantly changing our views on things, we can never remain stable for more than a minute. We yearn to be happy, and we will try and find every way possible to accomplish it. It’s human nature, accept it.
Love is the kind of thing that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. It makes you have butterflies, and go all mushy gushy for someone. Love isn’t all serious. Nothings truly “serious,” it’s just the way our mind interprets things.
As Oliver Wendell Holmes once said, “Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.”
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