What is love to me?Love...
Love is going through pain just to love you.
Love is having people hate you cause they think your not a compatiable but you love them cause you do.
Love is when he came to me and hugged me sooo tight that I couldn't even breathe.
Love is when we interlocked our fingers and our friends screamed "EWWW!"
Love is when we broke up.
Love is when I go out with someone else and I always think of you.
Love is waht makes you a hoarder.
Love is when you get angry at them and you crawl right back saying I'm sorry.
Love is where I miss you even if you really don't want to remember me at all.
Love is that friends I have are slowly fading away as we speak.
Love was when my mother told how everyday for a month when I was 3 and say good bye to my recent deceased grand father.
Love is saying "neener" to you every time we hugged which was like a thousand times.
Love is going somewhere and wishing you were there.
Love is where I was in my bed dreaming that nothing could get worse.
Love is where yo
VulnerabilityVery much painfully to be here
Unbelieveable pain shoots through you
Love is nowhere at all
No one cares if I get hurt
Everyone hates me
Rarely someone is there to help, but they joined everyone else
Any way to get out you ask yourself
Bi, Gay, Lesbian, or Straight
Little by little
Everyone disappears from me forever.