Lol, Well I wasn't going to post it, until it was completely finished but *shrugs* what the hell... lol. Have fun reading... April 12 Percy told me not to marry any of the guys from Canada because they have no manners to go to Paris or someplace else to find one. Is it good or bad when a person with many thoughts, views and explanations has no explanation for why I chose who I chose. Or why I do what I do. Why I am who I am. Maybe he’s just what I need.. Here's an unfinished poem like thing.. Maybe I'll completely finish it sometime soon. What is love? Is love the look in his eyes, when you catch him starring at you? Is it the feeling you get inside when you see him? Is it the dizziness you feel when you think of the two of you together? Is it the longing you get to see and hold them when they aren’t there? Is it when the world around slips away? All my worries and troubles melt away when I’m in his arms. I don’t care about anything to do with the world while laying there. Hard to believe huh? Well it’s true. We use the term ‘love’ so frequently. That how is one to know what the actual feeling expressed by the word feels like? Is the actual head-over-heels love thing like the “OMG I love that shirt!!” Or more like “You gotta love that. That was awesome.” Are we just supposed to know? I mean does it just broadside you one day that OMG your in love or does it happen gradually but you know your falling the entire time. Are we just supposed to make the jump and pray to land safely? Like on a trampoline to have the energy to bounce back if it fails. And what’s with the idiom “Head over Heels” anyway? Isn’t your head already over your heels? So how can one fall head over heels if they already are head over heels, literally speaking. I just don’t get it, do you? Later, Meaghan ♥ :)