When I think about love, I think about three different types of love. There's the love you have for your family, the love you have for your close friends, and the love you have (hopefully) for your lover.

 

The love for your family is definitely one of the most important of the three loves. These people in your family...they have the same blood coursing through them that you do. You were born into this group of people...or maybe not...maybe you were adopted....the fact is that these people that love you, these people that take care of you...they're your family...and contradicting an earlier sentence in this paragraph, they don't have to be blood-related to you to be part of your family. In essence, your family also includes all your close friends whom you confide in.

 

But my friends...I dunno, it was my friends who made the biggest impact on me. The love I have with my friends is a special bond...something so perfect, though it doesn't really fit into the other two categories of love, s'why it's in a category all it's own. Without my friends...I would be worse than I am now. And I am a very brooding, emotional person. My friends have helped me get some self-esteem back, help me believe that I can accomplish something, helped me believe that people do care. Friends are those people that are there for you, whenever you need them. They're the ones who listen when you need to talk, who don't judge you or leave you for your mistakes, but offer kindly advice instead. When you feel you can't confide in those members of your family, you can turn to your friend...because they love you just as much.

 

And the love for a lover...the one I've had the least experience with. A lover is one whom you can't spend too much time with. Love for her, or him, is when you think about them all the time, you would do anything for them, and do anything to spend more time with. They're the one who makes you feel warm inside, the one who, when you talk to them, just a simple thing such as talking...the whole world seems to melt away, and it's just you and them. Many men, many women spend every day looking for the one who makes them feel this way...looking for that special person. I've found someone like that, not once, but twice...and both times, I was alone in my feelings.

 

The first time, I met a girl, in fourth grade. I do believe that you can be too young to feel love, but that's like...7 years, 6 years down. In fourth grade, I knew what I felt. I felt happy, because here was a girl who was actually kind to me, cared about me, just for who I was. On the inside. I spent every day with her, looked forward to the next day that I could see her again. Then one day came when I had to move, and I lost touch with her...I found out five years later...hey! We're in the same high school...and now I doubt she remembers who I am, and is going out with someone who is a kinda-friend of mine, so oh well.

 

And then more recently, I met another girl...who is perfect in so many ways. Attractive, physically able, not extremely brainy but definitely not dumb. She knows what's going on and such...I could go on and on about her, but...anyway, I tried to find any time I could get to try to talk to her, and she was usually busy, or I was too scared. And then I found out she has a crush on a guy who's everything I am, and everything I should be, all wrapped up into one. So...I give up. Love is for some people, maybe not all.