written when i was 15 years old to my best bud. he never really found out that i had him in mind when i wrote it. i read it aloud to my english class.
Love is not something you search for under rocks or behind doors,
That is pointless,
Because it is already searching for you,
And it will find you,
When you are looking the other way.
years later, it seems to pertain more to me.