I believe in love, actually.

Where oh where are you, love?

I'm not talking romantic love, just general love. That's the love that makes the world go 'round. Wherever I go, love is getting rarer and rarer. I can feel it in my friends...but we couldn't be the only ones, could we? And the worst part...I've almost forgotten what it's like to feel real unconditional love that my ability to give it back is disappearing. That's kind of depressing. Even a sense of compassion in others would be nice...does anyone even care anymore?

Love is a vicious cycle. If you don't receive it, you don't give it either. I do love people so so so deeply. So deeply it hurts, all the time. I've never met anyone like me before. Surely I'm not the only one who loves this deeply?

It's no wonder I haven't met my true love. I'm yet to meet anyone who could ever love me enough.

The only love I know is that which is sweet, innocent and pure. The love that gives you butterflies, the love that turns a heart of stone into the most beautiful shining light imaginable. A love that is expressed through a tender touch, a kiss and an accelerated heartbeat. Nothing more. I wish this love still existed, because it's the only love I want. Call me old-fashioned, but I will not settle for anything less...