I want to ask you about Love.
When I say ‘love’ I mean real life love, not the heart racing, clichéd romance.
I want to know how you know it’s love.

I watch a lot of crime shows, documentaries and other stuff.
So much so that there’s a bell that goes off every time I’m anywhere near “love.” Then there is the love that we feel for others in our life.
The love for your parents, siblings, friends and pets.

I still fail to understand what love is and when and how to know if it’s real.
I don’t know if I love my parents.
I miss them everyday, talk to them everyday, yet when
I’m with them, I can’t wait to get away.
It’s the same with everyone else.
Is that what love is?
Is that how being in love feels?

If it is, I don’t know how I feel.
And if it isn’t, then do I not love the people around me?
Does that mean the “I Love You’s”
I throw around so carelessly are empty?

What if I do not find someone I truly love? What if I find someone I love like I love the people around me?
I don’t know which it is I hope is true.

How can I choose between being the person who couldn’t love the people she is closest to or the person who can’t stand to live with the person she loves?

Girl.