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Dear diary,
I don't think I love my boyfriend anymore. I mean he's sweet and all. His smile is perfect; he's smart, funny, and amazing. It's not exactly that I don't love him anymore its simply just that my love for him is hidden away at the moment. He makes me so happy and I just want my love for him to come out again. Oh, what should I do? I'm so tired as I sit here and write, I'm just sick and tired of not feeling the same way I used to feel about him. I feel bad that when I say, "I love you too", I'm completely sure if I truly mean it.
"Love" a four-letter word has so many different meanings to people. Love comes softly as well as fast. It has a million beginnings as well as a million ends, but it never ceases. Love is in the air all the time. Whether it is the love between a boyfriend and girlfriend or the love between mother and child. Love is one of the most beautiful, amazing, complicated, confusing things that you can ever experience in life. Love is the best thing to happen to someone, it up lifts them and brightness there day even in the darkest of times. Love can be joyful as well as painful. Love hurts. But that doesn't mean that you should ever give up on it. People who look for love never find it, but people who just live life do find it. Love just comes to you, no precautions can be made, and nothing can stop it. Love just is.
Love is so incredibly confusing!!!!
-Katelyn Winslow
- by Interlocking Obsessions |
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- | Submitted on 09/06/2009 |
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- Title: Love
- Artist: Interlocking Obsessions
- Description: A monologue in a diary entry type form by a made up character..
- Date: 09/06/2009
- Tags: love
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