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Love is a word that I personally feel is thrown around far too often.

People seem to fall in and out of love as ofter as they change shoes.

It's said too early

It's not said nearly enough

It's said when you're not certain if that's what it really is or if it's just strong "like".

Love has both been over and under-rated all at the same time.

I've had lengthy discussions with Kaylie when to tell people "I love you". I don't want her to grow up to be one of these people who just throws that word around. I also don't want her to be afraid of it.

I was terrified of saying that word growing up. I couldn't tell you why. I was told by both my parents often, still somehow I just neevr could bring myself to say it.

It wasn't until I got older I realized the power of that one particular word.

It wasn't until I was completley responisble for another human life other than my own.

Until I held that small person in my arms did I understand fully what true love meant.

The power of the feeling that rushed over me, one person so small made everything else in the world not matter anymore.

I thought I had been in love many times before, I never really knew love until she was brought into this world and I held her in my arms.

In having her and loving her my heart was opened up more and more.

Through her I learned how to truly love myself.

Self-love is the most important kind, it's crucial to survival.

In loving myself, I've learned how to love others.

My point in all this? Maybe I don't have one, maybe I just wanted to write.
There are very few people in my life who I actually say "I love you" too. I admit that I don't tell them nearly enough. I can count on one hand the people I tell I love them.

The guy I've started dating is one of those people. Even before we started dating I would tell him. I do deeply care for him. He's been there for me through so much. He picked me up off the ground when my grandmother's died. he picked me up off the floor at the recieving of friends. He's come to the house in the middle of the night to drive us to the hospital and sit while we wait for the doctor. He was there when I woke up from surgery (both times). He brings me food when he knows Kaylie isn't there because he knows I wont eat if no one else is there.

The intense feeling is amazing when you've had such a deep connection with someone for such a long time. The pull between us was so strong anyway, the instensity that we have now is crazy.

I don't really know where I'm going with this, just some shit I needed to get out I guess.

"In true love it is the soul that embraces the body"