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I can't really explain what love is. I don't really know if I really ever have been in love. I can't really say if I would even know it if I had found love even if it hit me right in the face.

Because the truth is no matter how much you try, no matter how much you dream about it, no matter how much you long for loveit doesn't really amount to love, if it isn't between two people.

People throughout time have debated about love and what it means, but a rational person would know that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or feels about love it only matters what the other person feels about you.

It's kind of like that movie, "He's Just Not That Into You". All of the characters in that movie are searching for something that may or may not exist between two people.

I can say I have lots of experience with this. You see even though I can complain and write all I want about relationships, it doesn't really amount to anything other than my own meandering experience.

It is all about what you the beholder of that feeling really wants to believe in. Do not, I repeat do not allow anyone to tell you how you should feel or how you shouldn't feel about love, or the person you think that you are in love with, because, if you do take their advice, one way or another, you may end up making the biggest mistake of your life.

One thing that I have always said, to anyone willing to listen to my senseless rambling, is that, never do anything you may regret, because in the end you are the only person that will truly pay the price. Do things that amount to something, if you have no doubts about what you are doing then put as much effort into it, as you possibly can.
But if you have even a molecule of doubt, run the other way. Do not continue forward.

I have to remind myself, that I didn't follow these simple rules for many years. I always listened to what other people were telling me what I should do, what I shouldn't do. Eventually I realized that it wasn't their happiness that mattered. It was my own.

I forgot about everything that once mattered to me. I forgot about myself.

I can say that I have thought I was in love, and maybe it was love. I can say that still to this day, I can hardly sleep at night, because I am afraid of what will be brought to me in my dreams. As I sit here hitting at the keyboard right now, I can even feel those thoughts of that person running through my veins as if they had taken over my body, and never allowed me to have it back.

You may ask yourself, as the

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