What I believe in is in true love. The reason that I do is because I am in love, and I’m only thirteen. I have met that one girl who is always right there by my side. When I am feeling down, she is always right there to pick me back up and makes me happy. Sure, we have our ups and downs, but whenever we do, we always get through it. We have been together for seven months now, and I know it seems like a long time, but I think that we can go longer. This is for everyone who is still out there looking for that special kind of person who makes you feel good and happy in all sorts of ways, “If you keep your heart open, they will come to you and fill it up with love.”
My parents have been married for a long time, and when I look at them, it reminds me of me and the girl I love. I hope someday we can go to college, get married, and have one son. Looks don’t matter or how popular they are. What matters is their personality and how you treat each other. I like to go with her to the movies and the mall but it’s not those places that make me happy, it’s her.
It makes me smile when I look at elderly people holding hands or kissing. I just think that it is so cute. If I get to live to be that age I wonder if I’m going to be with the same person I fell in love with in middle school. People tell me to just give up on her – that I am still young and that I will find someone better. I say, “No, I am not going to give up on the person who I really love. I know there are other people out there, but none of them like her.”
Once you are in love don’t do anything stupid that you will regret. Losing someone you really love is like losing your heart. You cry you think about them and it will just drive you crazy till you just snap and you call her/him and tell them if they can still be your friend.
Sometimes love can be something bad – something you can’t control. Sometimes when you’re in love and you find out something about the person you love that you weren’t supposed to know, you cry and become angry. When I first started this essay in my literature class I was happy. Then lots of things changed our relationship. So what I really think about true love is that in the end, I believe love hurts.
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