Is it weird that I don't like romance? That I don't really believe in love?
I know that it's kind of hard to believe. Okay, I get it. Since I read all those love stories, and I get really happy and stuff when romantic stuff happens. I mean, it may look like it, but inside, I'm actually rolling my eyes and going, "What the fuck is this? Are you fucking kidding me?"
I find it unfair. Because you know how to love, and I don't. You've experienced love, and I haven't. I mean, if I don't know what love is, how great can it be? Why do people get all happy when they're with their boyfriends or girlfriends or whatever. Why do people do stupid things for the ones they 'love'? But here's the million dollar question:
How do you know that it's love?
Is it the butterflies? Is it the way you feel when that person is around? Is it the way you can't stop thinking about them? Is it the way you want to be with just them all the time?
But maybe it's just infatuation. I said maybe. You can say that it's love, but what is it, really?
