Dear Love,
You are a blessing and a curse. You help heal a person but can also break them into two. I haven't gotten to meet you truly yet and it sucks. I almost met you in senior year when I thought I loved that boy. But turns out it wasn't you. It was your close friends heartbreak and abuse. You hurt me Love. You showed yourself to me in the form of a boy I would have done anything for. But then you slipped away, when all I did was cry myself to sleep, and hide the bruises, and the cuts. You left me so sudden. I fell into this dark hole and I still haven't figured out how to get out. You have refused to show yourself to me again, and you have refused to give yourself to me in the form of a source of happiness with 2 legs and a heart. You confuse me Love, why do people use you to get what they want. What was it that boy told that girl just so he could take her innocence away, "I love you." He didn't mean it, and sitting with her for the next week every night telling her she was going to be okay. Telling her to put the pills down. Tell me was that a result of you? I can never tell. So all I ask of you is that you show yourself to everyone in a useful way. Do not become an evil thing that no one wants to feel. Be who you are. Magical.
-Mandi
