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  I am in love with the idea of love.
It sounds weird, in love with an idea.
But i am.
The holding hands.
The kisses on the cheeks and face.
The light love must bring into a person.
It seems so far away.
I think i found my perfect guy, but how can one be sure?
Sure not to hurt him?
Sure not to ever be selfish with him?
Love seems like a trap.
You start with ease, and happiness.
But then it starts to go downhill.
Someone has to get hurt, or else it isn't TRUE love.
All harsh roads lead to beautiful destinations, right?
Beautiful may not be perfect. Beautiful is never perfect.
Mistakes teach lessons. Lessons that shape us into who we are. 
So maybe i should try. All of you, need to try. Try to make things right with your love. Or even friendship. Mostly both.
But, do you ever wonder. 
When you will get married, or how? 
You won't know until it happens.
You can never control destiny my darling, so don't try to.