Love

Love is the best feeling in the world, however nothing that satisfactory comes free. When you love, there is always a risk that your feelings are unrequited. There is always a risk that he or she will lose interest in you. If you ever meet who you /think/ is "the one," you always think that that risk is not present and the feeling is mutual. Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't. When you're in love, you think of your lover every morning you wake up and every night you sleep. They're all that matter, you might even say that you can't live without them, that your life has no raison d'être, no reason for existence without them. When you're in love, you're in bliss. Love isn't real when you like them for their looks. Romeo and Juliet were attracted to each other because of their looks, but it was the personality that held the relationship together. Love is not what middle and high schoolers assume it to be, it's not what some girls giggle about, love is an intense feeling of affection.

"I'm in love with him."
"What could you possibly see in him? His face is scratched up due to an accident, it must be embarrassing to even be friends with him. He's just so weird."
"I don't care about his appearance. He's kind and sweet. I don't care that he's not accepted by other people, he's never impolite and he wouldn't hurt a fly. He's a genuinely nice person."

True love.

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