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The following is a journal entry I wrote on in 1997 when I was a freshman in high school, very innocent, and naive. What I find very curious is that I seemed to have it all figured out
-Love-
Love is hard to describe...a sensation to some....the best feeling you will ever know. Or, is it just a word? Do you know what it feels like to be loved by someone? Do you know the sensation of love? I say to myself, "Is this what it feels like? Does somebody actually care about me?" I could say I consider myself the luckiest being this world has ever seen now. Friends often say to me, "What did you get yourself into?" I say to them, "The best thing that has ever happened to me." Or they might say, "You're going out with her?!" I reply, "You obviously don't know her as well as I do." What is love to me? I should say, it's that tingly feeling you get when you are with someone you care about...someone you love. It is what I feel constantly now. To the one I love: Thank-you for making me realize...what it feels like to bed loved, and to love.
Ok, so some of that was a little bit off, but hey I was young. A lot of it made sense. It probably was not true love I was feeling back then, I have yet to find that. Maybe back then, what I felt was just the tip of what I could expect later. I don't know. Either way....if that's what it was then....what am I feeling now...?
~Sehnsucht
-Love-
Love is hard to describe...a sensation to some....the best feeling you will ever know. Or, is it just a word? Do you know what it feels like to be loved by someone? Do you know the sensation of love? I say to myself, "Is this what it feels like? Does somebody actually care about me?" I could say I consider myself the luckiest being this world has ever seen now. Friends often say to me, "What did you get yourself into?" I say to them, "The best thing that has ever happened to me." Or they might say, "You're going out with her?!" I reply, "You obviously don't know her as well as I do." What is love to me? I should say, it's that tingly feeling you get when you are with someone you care about...someone you love. It is what I feel constantly now. To the one I love: Thank-you for making me realize...what it feels like to bed loved, and to love.
Ok, so some of that was a little bit off, but hey I was young. A lot of it made sense. It probably was not true love I was feeling back then, I have yet to find that. Maybe back then, what I felt was just the tip of what I could expect later. I don't know. Either way....if that's what it was then....what am I feeling now...?
~Sehnsucht