What is love?

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I walked away thinking about jayy, I mean I cant understand why he even likes me. I think I love him but idk, idk what love is. I started to cry on my walk home, I wiped my tears and walked into the house.
Me: sighs
Mom: what's wrong with you? You have no respect.
Me: Im sorry mom I love you
Mom: idk why your saying you love me, your not even supposed to be alive, your fathers gone cause of you, the love of my life. So don't you ever tell me you love me, cause you were a mistake
I walked away with tears streaming down my face. Why doesn't my mother love me? Why did my father leave? I just want someone to care about me. Then I get a text.
Text convo
Babyboyjayy: hey baby girl
Me: nothing.
Babyboyjayy: you busy, I wanna take you somewhere
Me: no im free, give me a hour
Babyboyjayy: alright
Me: Alright
End of text convo
I can honestly say that jayy makes me happy, but idk my own mother doesn't care about me so why would he?
An hour later
I walked outside and into his car, he kissed my cheek.
Jayy: ima take you to a lazer tag place
Me: *smiles big* alright
We continue to drive and we pull up to the place.
A couple hours later
We walk out hand in hand laughing about how I fell like 50 times.
Jayy: im hungry
Me: lol fr
Jayy: Do you know how beautiful you are?
I look down, and I start to think about my life a lot, he's the first person to call me beautiful. He lifts up my head, and says
Jayy: don't look down, marks and all your gorgeous, ion really fall for girls, im not a relationship type of person but honestly, your making me wanna change my ways.
Me: jayy you don't have to make me feel good
Jayy: nigga im not tryna make you feel good but I want you to know how I feel im speaking from my heart, your all I think about. I tried to ignore it, so many times but its hard. I want you to be my girl, will you?
Me: *starts to cry a little* yes jayy I will be☺
He hugged me and kissed me, now I know happiness. But I know this feeling wont last for long as soon as I enter that house, my world changes.

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