The month of love, it reeks with broken hearts. I mean mine wasn't teared, destroyed or shot, but it sure does hurt when I see them together. Although it's wrong to take so something (or someone) that isn't yours, but sometimes emotions just seem to overwhelm more than the actions we want to do. And I know , I look like a complete idiot just by dreaming to be with him, I'll just blame puberty and hormones. High school days sucks, and what's worst is that seventh graders have more experience in relationships than seniors. Well, I better start ahead with how I'd describe it.