Day 3: Your First Love
Other than the love I have for my family and friends, I do not think I've ever been in love. I have been fond of certain people, and have even been in lust, but never love. Love is feeling complete comfort, trust, and adoration of a person. Love is not wearing make-up, wearing sweatpants, and not straightening my hair. I hope I haven't missed it...although there haven't been that many men in my life, so I don't think I missed the love train. I keep waiting for something magical to happen though. I mean, I know it's not going to be angels singing in heaven and roses spontaneously blooming when it happens, but there has to be some significant feeling when you fall in love.
End of this ramble.
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