What is love?
What makes one fall in love? Is it simply hormonal, a chemical attraction? No, it's much to strong for that. So is it always spiritual? A couple chosen by God? No, its not that either, because then our love situations would always work out. Is the term "love" completely relative, dependant on the person? What is it about true love that trumps all other feelings? What is it about love that can make you feel on top of the world one minute and suicidal the next? What is the unique quality of love that makes it more painful to lose than anything else? How can it make you go borderline insane, making you do things you'd never dream of doing had you been coherent and not hindered by its influence?
Indeed it is the universes most complex mystery. And I, being the lucky creature that I am, was fortunate enough to be smacked in the face with love at fourteen years old.
This is my love story. Not a typical one, but definitely an intriguing one. It has a lot of unpleasantries, so be prepared. But this is what love is. So here goes.
