Love, I'm so sick of it. When you hear the word love you think about slow dancing in the rain with him or her and getting married. But when I think of love, all I can imagine is an empty feeling of knowing that the person you choose to spend your life with may not always be there for you, leaving you alone and stranded when you need them most. Until I met him, that is. His light brown eyes told me he would be here, and I was right. When I saw him, the messed-up feelings of love that once existed disappeared. That was the beginning of the Acts of Love.