"Go through life with no regrets, give me love or give me death."
I heard this in a song last night and I thought, how true, but then it made me wonder: Does love even exist? That, I can't say for certain.
In my 28 years (and especially in the last 10 or 12 years during which I've been "dating"), I've met many different kinds of men and although I've had some kind of spark with a few of them, I can't say for certain that I've ever known love. Real love. The kind that makes you overlook someone's flaws and want to be with them anyway.
I've been on this stupid quest for so long, I'm not even sure at this point what it is I'm looking for. What does it look like? What does it feel like? How do you know when it's love? Is it gradual or instant?
And most importantly... where do you find it?
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