Sunday, September 21, 2014

High School Love

Oh high school. Why do you have to be so boring,
                                                                     sad,
                                                                     depressing,
                                                                     fun,
                                                                     exciting,
                                                                     full of emotion,
                                                                     ...
                                                                     full of love?

I think I found love? Maybe not... It feels like it. Or did. I don't know. But when you tell them the truth. About how you want to live life, it falls apart. We realize we can't be together for life so maybe it's not love. But this isn't about me. It's about the other individual. But it feels like love.

You're supposed to make them happy,
                                open the door for them,
                                listen to them,
                                help them with their problems,
                                love them?

Of course you're supposed to love them! But do you love them? In love with them? Or both? If you think it's love... You're probably... Thinking off emotion. The hype of having someone like you back? But did you make it past the first month? Did you fight? Love will have fighting. If you don't fight... I don't know what it is. I can't determine that for you. But it feels like love.

Love makes you feel happy,
                                  sad,
                                  joyful,
                                  frustration,
                                  jealous?

All the feelings and emotions of love! Isn't it so wonder.... No! It's not wonderful and candy lollipops all the time! What were you thinking even going into this? It requires hard work to keep it together. From not losing your wits... Screaming out... Staying up all night to cry... But it feels like love.

But it feels like love.

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