What is Love?

Hey! I know this is my first post in what, two weeks? And I know you don't want it to be depressing, but there is just something laying on my chest and I want to get it off. And it focuses around the question What is Love?

I really don't know how to say this, it's just 5000 ideas running around in my head that I want to clear up with myself, and I wanted people to read it.

What is love?  I don't know. A week ago I would have told you that I don't know, but I open up to easily. But now? I realize something. I'm not open.My closest friends don't know anything except what happens presently. They don't know what happens at home. They don't know what I do on the week-end, what I call my grandparents, where I was born, where I grew up. One doesn't even know my original hair color! Yeah, I might fall to fast, but that's not open.

And I grew up seeing tragedy's, love gone wrong, and terrible break-ups, leaving the one's around me in tears. I've lost sooooo many people to these things, and it's built up a wall around my heart, leaving me thinking that you don't love until a certain age. Love doesn't exist until you're old enough to know what you want to do in life. I think I've blinded myself with this though. I mean, I used to hate it when my friends would come to me and say I'm in love,or my cousin would post on FB "I'm in love with (Insert name here)." I would think "Girl, you're (Age). What are you talking about?"  But who's to say love has an age limit? You could "Fall in love" at age 13. You might not realize that it probably wasn't love until later, or you and him/her may end up with a beautiful friendship that lasts until your golden years. Who should judge? It's your life and you know what? You only live once. YOLO. My new motto. And no, this does NOT mean to go out and get drunk, party, get high, pregnant, etc. It means to get out and do something with your life. To be.....unforgettable.

And now that I've said that I know I should probably quit, but I want to say a few more things. I'm not like regular 13 year olds who obsess over make-up, if they look perfect, if they're boyfriend is cute, etc etc. I'm not saying that regular 13 year olds are like that either, I'm just saying that's what the 13 year old's I've seen are like. I am more...how do I say, mature. I have been on the honor roll in school since kindergarten, have participated in many, many extracurricular's, was writing short stories in 3rd grade, reading chapter books by 1st, about two years ago came to terms with how I looked, resolved with myself that I would not be involved in the whole "partying drinking cussing" teen scene thing that most of the people in my small little town do, became really interested in being with God about 3rd grade, and so much more! Yes, I do obsess with clothes from time to time, and yes I do get really hyper and boy crazed, but I've become more...I really don't know  how to describe it. Let's just say I can be really older sounding at times and use big words, while at others I can sound like a regular 13 year old. This is probably one of the time's the older side of me is coming out,haha(:  But I needed to get this off my chest, I think I needed to realize that Love isn't something you can put an age limit on. You're taught to love from the time you're born to the time you die. It's just an instinct. Why try to stop love?


So, to my readers, what is love? And I'll leave you with this question.