Love is the type of thing that grabs you by the heart and throws you around. It's the type of thing that makes you sick. That makes you wanna scream. That makes you wanna cry. It's the type of thing that makes you slap yourself across the face to snap out of the thoughts running a million miles per hour in your brain. But then it's the type of thing that makes you want to do anything for that person. That you want to show them you love them and that you need them to know you would NEVER hurt them. Love is crazy. Love is moving. Love is caring. Love is the motivation you can get to do anything. But it's also violent, And bizarre.
Love is miraculous.
