Misunderstood. Misinterpreted. Love. Even though it has no definition, there is no person who hasn’t experienced it. Ones perception about love is totally dependent on how one has seen and felt it, and ones experience with it. For some, love is pain and for others, it is what keeps them going in life.

“Love is real.
It isn’t just in novels or the movies,
It is a fact, and it is standing here
Right in front of you. “

People perceive love as the attraction between a boy and a girl. I myself believed that till my 6th grade. It was only then, that I realized love is limitless. For me, love is everything. It is everywhere. Love is when a mother looks at her child for the first time, when a father scolds his daughter for coming home late, when you cook for someone (regardless of how good or bad you are at it), just because you want to make them feel special. It is love when your grandma sings you a lullaby, or when your grandpa carries you on his shoulders.
“Oh, love is real.
It is not just in long distance commercials
Or something that you thought you felt
Back in high school.
So I will turn black and white
Become that horoscope you're reading
It predicts that something good is on its way”

As a preteen, I used to wonder whether I’d ever have a boyfriend. I wasn’t one of the popular lots in school, nor did I talk much till I was in my 11th grade. I was always in a silent zone, all on my own. Nobody really knew me, not even myself. I remember a boy I used to admire. He was a senior and even the mere thought of him amazed me. Looking back, I realize those two years I spent wondering about him and my feelings? Though I thought I didn’t get anything, I can say that I learnt a lot. And in the end, that’s what really counts.
“ Now you can feel all the knots in your stomach.
They start to untie.
And suddenly it's not so hard to say you're all right.”

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