Love, funny how just one world can drive so many people in the world insane. It drives some of the most sane people I know mad. How is it even humanly possible that just one overused word can practically ruin or fulfill our lives?
Many claim that they know what "the true meaning" of love is, but honestly how does a person know if they have truly found love, or if it was sadly just a fluke? Is there a gut feeling that you feel inside when you meet "the one"? If so, how am I supposed to know what this feeling is supposed to feel like?
I have so many questions about love that will probably only get answered by myself. If I want to know the answers I have to go out in the world and take chances, hoping that one day I'll find "the one".
Sadly, I am hardly up for a spontaneous adventure. I practically live in a world of fiction through literature. Sure, I've had past relationships and crushes but in only one case I actually believed I had found love. It was just 7th grade and I was young and ignorant, so I don't really know if what I felt was truly love.
Who knows maybe I'll never find love. Maybe I'll end up like those sad girls desperate for love, but maybe I won't. Maybe I'll actually find "the one" and be happy. Who knows what lies in the future? Maybe waiting will be my one ticket to true love.
My name is Dakota Sky Lancaster and this is my perfectly imperfect world.
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Perfectly Imperfect
Teen FictionMost teenage girls dream of finding love, but the sad part of reality is that most never find it. They search their entire lives, yearning just to find that one true love. The sad part to reality is that the oblivious ones to love constantly discove...
