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What is love?Category: (general)
Thursday, 20 February 2014
10:43:17 AM (GMT)
What is love? Do you know? I do. My love, their happiness. I do know love. My love
happens to begin with a boy in third grade. His name was Sean. He and I were best
friends. He hung out with me at the playground all the time. Then, he left. He moved.
I grew up. Three years later, I was in sixth grade. I didn't think it would happen,
but he came back. Just as another day passed he moved again. Another year passed. In
seventh grade, a girl came. Her name was Hanna. Hanna and I became fast friends. We
even became to the point where I had given my first kiss to her. I loved her and she
knew it. In the middle of the year Sean had came back. We were glad to see each other
again. I was so excited to see him again. After a few weeks with him in history, I
soon realized my feelings for him. I loved him too. He didn't know. I introduced him
to Hanna thinking we could all become great friends. I really just wanted to hang out
with both of them. They gave me so much happiness. It was fun while it lasted. They
became friends too. I tried staying in that group, but it was clear there was no room
for me. I just stayed in the back and let them talk. They talked all the time. They
fell in love. I soon became saddened. What could I do? The two people I loved fell in
love with each other. It hurt so much knowing I couldn't do anything. By the next few
months, I was in eighth grade. I had matured and thought about how I felt about this
relationship. I decided it was best to wish them luck. I realized I loved them and I
never wanted to forget how I feel just seeing them smile and be so happy. I want them
to be the happiest people in the world. To feel nothing but the presence of each
other. I still see Hanna and Sean. The weird thing is that Sean supports her gay
relations with me and still encourages me to try and become closer with her. I even
slept with them. I don't mind being the third wheel anymore. Just being able to be by
their side and be accepted by them is more than I could ever ask for. This is my
story of love. What's yours?

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