Love.
Funny word, love.
So small, and yet it can mean so much.
Or so little.
It's an overused word that, in the end, never seems to lose it's meaning.
A word that, when said by the right person at the right time, can change everything.
Love.
I wish I knew love.
The way the stories tell and the songs sing.
And the poems rhyme.
A love that can't even be measured in words and, in the end, never loses it's meaning.
A love that, when from the right person, can change everything.
Love.
I want that.
But will it ever want me?
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