As the girl sat in the seat quietly, she was faced with a flood of memories. Memories of happiness, of sadness, of that feeling that is so passed happiest and you can't even describe it. She don't know what it could be.
As these memories pass in her mind, that feeling she is so confused about just gets stronger.
It's when you get those butterflies in your stomach
That flitter in your heart
That moment when everything goes right
And those moments-- those moments
You know, the ones that could be so meaningless to others but so important to her.
The ones where she just stares and thinks and gazes that that person and they could be doing absolutely anything in the world. She was completely captivated.
She knew what the feeling was.
Love.
Just so much of it.
She never understood how so much could fit inside her,
But it did.
She would always love them.
This girl; you may not know her, or it may be you. It may be the girl you know most or know the least. It may be the girl who's hurting so bad or loving life.
But all you'll ever know is that love is that feeling you can't ever explain. Never. When she was miserable, she still loved more intensely than ever before because she knew that one person could make her feel like the love radiated from her chest. When she was sad, she knew that one person could lift her spirits and make her smile so hard that you could feel it too. When she was happy, you could feel the love emanating for her so much, the sun was jealous of her and the beauty she could produce.
She'll never be able to explain it. And she'll never be able to convey it. She wants to, but she's scared now. She wants to, but she doesn't know how now.
The only thing she knows-- love is what matters. Not how others make you feel and how you woke up this morning. The only person who should even affect you is the person making you feel this love meant for soulmates.
She'll always know that in her heart
If only she could say it.
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