The first time I ever was "in love" was a few years back when I was 16-17 I think. I had met a girl in piano classes at school. After a few weeks of individually practicing our lessons, we showed what we could do to the rest of the class. One day, one of the girls in my class played "Colors of the wind' or something like that, a song from Pocahontas. This song touched me, and from then on I called her Pocahontas and often commented on her talent. She always smiled back and we talked a bit during break times. From that point, we started discussions our interests, passions and such. Noticing that we had lots in common, it just happened suddenly that we started feeling something for each other.
Saddly, besides doing things as friends from there on because of another guy who caused quite a lot of problems, love didn't go to a higher level, so I can't comment on the desires and actions that happen as love grows deeper.
But what I can comment is that love is like a deep thought of understanding one another and knowing that you can give yourself to the other without feeling a doubt of dissapointement in any way. Its something you want to give in completely. But the more love doesn't work out, the more it becomes harder to go back to the feeling of no doubt, thought I haven't really dwelled in that yet so I'm still apt in feeling true love yet, though I'd like it to happen soon...I hope I didn't bore anyone with this little experience...


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