They say that love is something that makes you feel all happy inside. That when you find that one true person everything changes. Your world seems brighter and you yourself feel so happy and that you can do anything in life as long as they're by your side. You get butterflies every time you see them. As soon as they come talk to you, is like you don't even know how to talk anymore. Your tongue becomes tied somehow and you end up making a fool of yourself. Many things come unexpectedly, but I think that one thing that comes unwittingly to many of us is love. That feeling that rushes over you without warning, and though your head may tell you no, your heart screams at you to pay attention. Love can be sitting right in front of you with blinking lights, signs and arrows all around it. But we're all too ignorant, stubborn, or in too much denial to notice. Love is the word that will either make you the happiest person in the world or make you feel like you can't live anymore due to the pain. They usually portray breakups or the person you love not loving you back as something horrible. I usually thought "Oh yeah stop exaggerating. I know for sure that'll never happen to me". But hell was I wrong. Is even worse.
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Love Me Harder
FanfictionIt was never suppose to be like this. He was never supposed to mean so much to me. I was never supposed to love him.
