Love

Love is something not only humans need to survive. It's something that every living creature on this planet earth who crawls, eat, and grows needs to survive. The first thing we experience when we enter this world is Love. It's the parents responsibility to give and show a child their unconditional love in order for the repeat of the cycle.
All our lives, we hear how beautiful and great Love is but until we encounter Love, who are we to judge and lead others to believe something so raw? To me, Love is an opinion. It is a choice. Love unconditionally or don't love at all. Mis-interrupted Love destroys lives. As life goes on, some will find Love (their life partner), some (like me) will live on spending our entire lifetime searching for it, while others choose to live a life in solitary (giving up on Love).
I must admit, I was one of those fools who grew up believing love will end all evil. Even though seeing plenty of relationships fall apart, I was always eager to know who it was that was going to be my "True Love."
Love became something very secret to me. It was something I felt only had one life line. I believed if I loved somebody, I could never love another again. I also thought that by Loving someone I'd get the same in return. Until now, this has been a promise I'd sworn to do and so i followed. What I didn't know was that Love is a choice this is where it all went downhill for me. In the many childish relationships that I've been in, deep inside I've always known those relationships were only starters; something to prepare me for Real Love. A few years ago after a bad long distance relationship, I thought I had given up on the search to find it but boy was I wrong! To be continued.