// I think Love //
is different for everyone. And I don’t mean straight and gay love. I mean in general, love effects people in different ways. Love for me is the way the sun rises in the morning. In Caolan’s laugh, in his smile, and in the way he can make me feel so strong within myself merely by use of the spoken word. Love is the way that I laughed into Cameron’s shoulder while we huddled under Connors deck in the pouring rain trying to stay warm. Love is when I curl up in a big tshirt and panties and just shut the world out, its just me and my big bed and a nice fluffy pillow to cuddle with. Love is all the things that make moments feel perfect for me. Its music, the way the sound envelops me and can give me chills. Its a million things. But my million things are certainly different from everyone elses. And thats what I love about love, is that its never the same twice.
