Love



Something about it ne? Its something everyone needs and could want with their whole being. Think back to the first time you said you liked someone, or said how much you loved your parents or siblings or anyone for that matter. Love is like many things, depending on the persons' view of it.

It could be the most wonderful feeling you could ever express, when its romantically, you just want to be with that person all the time because they make you so happy inside that just sitting next to them without a word is enough for you. Or even just thinking about them in that hazy daze you can get into. Warm and muggy yet so soft and fuzzy at the same time. Even while you are reading this journal, you could be thinking of someone.

I think; that when you truly love someone, there isn't one good enough reason to love them, because there isn't going to be only one reason to love them. There would be countless reasons. Even the smallest reason is apart of the endless list of loving them.

While I write this, I'm thinking of one person now, a while back, I was thinking of two people. Now its just the only one person who is dearest to me.


Love is truly a two sided blade. It can protect you and keep you safe from the worst of the world. Or it can cut so deeply it almost seems unbearable.

I want everyone who reads this find comfort in it that to always have hope in life. That somewhere out there; there will always be someone who will or could hold you dearly to them. Be it a mother, a father, a sibling, your guardian, or even a friend. It doesn't have to be someone who's madly in love with you. But when or if you are lucky enough to have someone love you, treasure it.

And for those who lost a loved one, be it from something unpreventable, or otherwise. My feelings to you, I may understand some of you, or not at all.


I may be just another person that no one might ever know. But when someone does know me or does already, I'm always going to try and show my best. I will love my best, I will live my best and to my greatest potential.


Give life your very best, be it art, words, actions, decisions and so forth.

And to those who think I'm just a weirdo and ridiculous, its fine. I like being weird, its a part of my identity.





Phew..now...lets hear those comments, be they sweet or flammable like paper.