//to: kjw🧸:
Well, I don't really know how to start this, I just wanted to do it for a long time, so I guess I'll do it now...
Before, I thought I knew what love was, but as long as time passed, I figured out that everything I "knew" about love was just trash.
What is love? I don't know, I don't know if there is a response for that, everyone has a different perspective of it, and so do I.
For me, love is when you care for someone else's happiness,
when the only thing that matters is that beautiful smile that appears on your face every time you talk, when I'm down, and just by hearing your voice I feel better, like if my problems disappeared for a moment.
