None of you have ever felt true love.

Not like I have, at least.

You take the mushy stuff from the movies.

Think you know how it feels.

You don't.

True love is dazing off, and find yourself staring at his eyes.

True love is when your heart skips a beat, and you forget to breathe in the moment that he asks you out.

Breathing out a "sure" to his question unknown to how stupid you sound.

Smiling at him as he holds open the door for you.

Wishing that you could kiss him, in mid-sentence.

And feeling safe in his arms.

True love is adoring his eyes and his smile that twinkle brighter when you're with him.

And despite the fact he loves you no matter how you look, you spend hours on your face and hair.

For him.

It doesn't matter how young you are.

It doesn't matter that you used to have a crush on his best friend.

It doesn't matter that he is 4 inches taller than you.

The only thing that matters is him.

True love.
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