Love is peeking out a window at the pretty young girl in town ..
Love is crying yourself to sleep at night without a soul around ..
Love is a bold phone call praying a parent won't pickup ...
Love is passing notes at school hoping the teacher won't catch on ..
Love is Saturday night counting stars on the front porch ...
Love is daydreaming to find the right words mixed in with a little luck ..
Love is officially 'going steady' on Thursday afternoon and breaking up on Sunday night ...
Love is like picking blackberries combined with a thorn or two till you get it right ...
Love is a leaf in the breeze that only the fortunate can grasp and hold onto  .. Love is a walk in the darkest of night with the uppermost faith in the trail laid before you .....