I don’t know what love is, and I don’t think anyone really does. I know I’m in love, I just don’t know what that love is. Love is a dumb emotion. You don’t love with your heart because your heart doesn’t feel. You love with your mind, and your mind plays plenty of tricks on you. I woke up from a dream this morning. I could literally feel my insides breaking. Loosing my love. I never want to feel like that again. And that alone lets me know I am in love. I don’t know why, couldn’t care less why, but I know it’s there. His name’s Daniel. He breaks my body down to every last painful memory, and then builds me back up with love. He holds me like he’s scared to lose me. That feeling’s amazing. And now here I sit. Typing away at this keyboard, trying to find the right words to say to him. I still don’t know. I don’t know anything for that matter. But here I am, pregnant with his child. Not knowing where to turn. I have no job, no money, no home. Where’s this baby going to go? How will I support it? I am completely lost, and it’s terrifying. But when he holds me, tells me we can do it, all my worries slip away. I do love this boy. With every ounce I posses. I don’t know why, I don’t know how, but I do.
&To my annon. I hope this answers your questions.. Love hurts, it’s nothing to butter up. But it’s amazing. and it’s all there is to live for.
