they say I don't get it.

This is a rather old...thing...I wrote back in like 8th grade. But I like it :)

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Love. They say I don't get it.
But I do.
Love is not when you can't stop making out with a guy because he's such a good kisser. No, sorry that's what us people with sense call lust.
Love is not when a guy "really understand you" after a month, then wants to get your shirt off that's called a booty call, not love.

And Maybe he does care, or maybe he really does have every intention of taking the time to put on a condom, maybe you too are totally sure that this is it, this is the one, maybe you're completely aware of the consequences, and are totally ready to take that step, maybe he really isn't just trying to get his tongue in your mouth are something like that. I don't know, I can't read minds. . .

I get it. Really I do. I've just never experienced it in any sort of degree besides relatives. I know enough to know that love is when you're heart tries to jump out of your chest every time this person touches you, and I don't mean like grabbing you ass ,okay? Like, with ever infinitesimal amount of contact. I get that, I've just never felt it. I get that love is when that person tells you your beautiful when you know you look like complete and total crap, and then you believe them. Yeah, I understand that, I've just never experienced it before. I understand that love is when you can spend a moment with this person, just sitting with them, and you'd sell you're soul if it meant that you could live in that little moment for the rest of eternity. I really do get that.

Is it really necessary to feel it to completely understand it? Isn't it enough to just get a brief summery of it and go from there? Do you really have to fall in love to know what someone's talking about when they say "I'm gonna be with the person for all my life"?

Love. They say I don't get it.
I think I do.
I really think I know what it means when you would tear yourself away from a person you love, even if every moment you're separated from them tore your heart into thousands of teeny tiny pieces, even if you knew you could never live without them, if doing so would keep them safe.

I get it but never felt it. So why does everyone treat me like I'm out on some huge secret?"

Hmmmm...

I'm starting to think I don't get it as well as I though I did