love.
whoever's reading this was probably like "wow, typical." well, your wrong! love is not the feeling you get around a person, or anything like that. love is what you want to be. love could be what destroys you. love is not always amazing and wonderful and friday nights under the stars. love is fights about nothing, and learning to respect each other. it's not about how much he sweet talks you, or tells his friends about you; yes, it's wonderful when that happens, but sometimes it's not that... sometimes, its the way they introduce themselves to your dad. and that sparkle in his eye, almost tear like, where he realizes his little girl is growing up. maybe it's the way he wants to be with you at church.. instead of your bed. it's the way how you know nothing's right. and one day; it will all fall apart. ut you hold onto it with hands because it's not the future that your worried about. its his eyes, his heart, his love for you. at that moment, your just scared for what could be.. instaed of what is!