Love

Love. What exactly is love? It isn't something you can touch, but you sure as hell can feel it. And love isn't something you can go to Wal-Mart and buy. You are given the love you recieve. There is no price on love, but if there was a price, it would be too expensive for any one person to buy. I know that if you were to read my blog from the time I started it to now, my view has changed dramatically. At one point I was letting go to something that I thought was love and swearing off males forever, and today my entire world revolves around a boy I have never fully gotten out of my system since I was 15 years old. I hope people who stumble along this journal of my senior year in high school think of me as just an average teenage girl who is just trying to survive in this big world and trying to figure it out as she goes along. I hope strangers see me as a girl who wants to make a difference, not someone who wants to mess things up even more. I want to be seen as a do-er, not just a thinker. You are probably wondering where I am going with this and I will now take you there. I realize now that in order to survive in this world, you must have experienced some kind of love outside of your family. In order to have compassion for others, being shown the different type of love depend on it. And love also helps make a difference in this world, no matter your age, race, or skin color. Learning love then gives we, as humans, the desire to want something more, and doing something about it. I mean who the hell has ever heard of someone doing something that they absolutely hated for fun? Love is what makes them do that certain something. Love makes us get up in the morning, and dread going to bed at night. Love makes us want to help our loved ones when they are down, or do random acts of kindness for a person we have never met in our life and will probably never have contact with ever again. Love makes the world go 'round. And as the Beatles once sang, love is all you need.