G2:I don't exactly know what's love, so, I don't know. But there's this guy, or I assumed he was, and to me, he's perfection. It's like I've pictured him into perfection. I don't know but he has this weird pull on me, like he brings this unique feeling just by being around me, and better when he actually talks and shares things to me. I love hearing about his stories, how his day went, his worries and dreams. I guess maybe it's because he's expressive and persuasive that drove my heart closer to him. But we weren't really that close. I wish we were though. He doesn't make me want to expect more from him. He doesn't make me jealous even if he chooses to spend more time with others than me. Heck, I only spent time with him once. But mind you, It was one of the best days of my life that I wish it never ended. But it did. Even what we had ended and it's because I pushed him away. I remember when even his smallest flaws were my favorite, it still is. And no, I wasn't really hoping that mine were his too. It's okay though. I respect him and his decisions, so I walked away. I don't wanna be toxic to someone who's important to me. So yeah, I think he was the closest thing to love that I knew. Maybe when I feel real love the next time, I've pictured it was something like this too, and maybe with the same person.
