Excerpts from a Teenager's Diary | Completed [UNDER MAJOR EDITITING]

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It was something which I couldn't describe. Which I couldn't explain. People used to ask me if I love him and I just had no way to explain to them this feeling I got when I saw him. Not the 'butterflies in your stomach' or the 'knife in my heart'. Maybe it was both. But the only thing I knew was that I felt nothing for him yet everything. This feeling was just so unknown.

Then one morning while i was drinking my coffee,I was thinking and I realised that this is what you call love. I had tears in my eyes and a smile on face. I loved him. It was so weird. 'Cause when I think of love all I see is a happy garden. But my garden was blank. Although,this truly was a feeling. It was inexpecable love.