They tell us we don;t know what love is. They say we are too young to be in love. So we go out and try to find love. We fail each time till we get the feeling we miss them everything we're not with 'em, always in your mind, get butterflies when we are with them, get all shakey and the heart skips a beat when we are near them. We ask ourselves and wonder is that love? Is that how love is suppose to be? When we fall in love, we hope that person is the "ONE." At times we wonder how do we tell them we love them. When you don't hear from them, we stay up all night waiting for the phone to ring. The dredful thought if he/she is cheating on us is always back in our mind. Then we lose them for good and wonder what we did wrong or wonder if they really loved us. That question we won't find out till we see them with another person then the heart stops beating and feel it crushing. Once again we ask the mystery question, what is love?
