love is a funny thing . you expect it to be easy . you expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies . you expect him to always say the right thing and always know exactly how you feel or how to react to it . you expect him to calm you down when you're yelling or to chase you when you run away . you expect so much that you feel entirely and utterly defeated when something doesn't match up with all your plans . but that's the thing , love isn't a plan . it doesn't have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or a visible finish line to those deeply in it . love happens and it's so incredibly messy .







before you can grow up , you must fall in love three times . once , you must fall in love with your best friend , ruining your friendship forever . this will teach you who your true friends are , and the fine line between friendship and more . once you must fall in love with someone you believe is perfect . you will learn that no one is perfect , and that you should never be treated as anything less than you deserve . and once , you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you . this will teach you about who you are , and who you want to be . and when you're through with all that , you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that needed you the most . but most of all , you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined , it is different to each and every person on this earth , knowing that everyone only wants to be loved .