DLN: Aw you guys are the best!!! Hugs reviewers Even though my story sucks you still review lol. Okay well in this chapter Hilary talks about how love is to her. I think after this chappie I'll do it in Tyson's P.O.V. Depends........okay well here's the chappie now! Oh and notes to the reviewers!

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Hilary's P.O.V

I am walking swiftly yet softly.

Walking in the dark cold night, all alone, once again

I seem to be doing this quite often now.

Since he came into my life.

Walking alone at night helps me to think.

Helps me to think about him.

Notice I don't use his name?

It's too precious to be used....

I sound like some lovesick girl, don't I?

I can't help myself........

Can't help myself from loving him.....

Love supposed to feel great right?

Well it usually does for some people but all I feel is pain and I'm really confused about how I feel......

Nobody understands love.

It seems to be Universal.

Timeless.

Yet, it's also very individual, filtered by our own lives and expectations.

I don't understand love, and can't understand love, because it's a different thing for each of us.

Do you think I'm too young to be deeply in love like this?

I may be a teen but I am very mature about this sort of things.

Some people think of Teen Love and smile.

It's not real love, they say.

Puppy Love, they call it.

While few expect teen love to last a lifetime, that hardly makes it less real.

Half or more of all adult love doesn't last a lifetime either.

Teen love is very real.

I mean who could ever forget their first love?

That saying goes with me......

I could never forget him.

My heart can't take this roller coaster ride.

Why won't he notice me?

I see him every day in school.

Yet he still doesn't notice how I feel.

I wonder, does he do this on purpose?

To break my heart into millions of pieces just for the fun of it?

Or is he just to blind to see the truth that is right in front of him.

My head says I should forget him and move on.

My heart says don't give up hope.

Now maybe I'm just being normal and not being as insane as I think I am......

Or I'm just in a mindless daze where no one exists in the world but him and me.

I feel like a naive little mouse.....

Trying to find its way through a complicated maze.

A maze with many doors to open but who knows which one is the right door?

We agrue and fight almost every second.

Every minute.

But yet, every fight still brings me closer to loving him more.

Oh how I wish I could know if he feels anything about me.

Probably all he feels about me is...nothing...

I wish I could tell him what I feel.....

But I can't.........I'm too afraid to say what's deep in my soul.

I wish I could tell him what I feel inside of me.

The truth that I have been hiding in me for so long.

But I can't..........I'm too afraid of what he'll say.

Of how he'll act on the outside towards me.

Every time we talk it's almost like he's taunting me.

As if he knows I want him.

As if he knows that I can never have him.

Lately I've tried telling myself that I'm over him.

But then one look from him and I melt all over again.

Maybe it's the way he looks at me, or laughs with me, or smiles at me in his peculiar way.

It's eerie sometimes, and I know that it's just me seeing things I want to see.

But maybe it isn't.

I sighed softly.

Who am I kidding?

It is just me seeing things.......

If I could compare love to anything though, it would be a rose...

Some compare love to all kinds of things.

I say, love is like a rose.

Foremost, a rose symbolizes loveliness, which stems from love.

The rose is the most beautiful of all flowers and love is the most precious emotion.

A rose commences from a tiny rosebud into an unexplainable beauty, an undiminished rose.

Likewise love starts like an ink dot and eventually spreads out into an enchanting and exalted relationship.

Sometimes when looking at a rose, it seems so peaceful and perfume scented but in order to pick a rose you have to go through innumerable prickles.

Roses come in many colors.

The colors of love are countless.

It is necessary for a rose to acquire nourishment, fertilization and purification for continues blooming.

It is the same with love.

For love to progress, attention and care is essential.

I sighed softly yet again.

Just as a neglected rose will finally whither and dye, so will love if there isn't enough interest and compatibility, between two people.

A rose withering is just like how I feel on the inside........

Being neglected and unnoticed by him......

But Like a rose, love is often thorny, fragile, but beautiful.

Love can hurt but it can also be great......just like a rose.

People don't hesitate to pick a rose despite the fact that the thorns can prick them, just as they should not be afraid to take risks because they might be hurt.

So people still continue falling in love just like me but unlike them I feel pain and sadness....

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return.

But what also hurts is to love someone and never finding the courage to let the
person know how you feel.

Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back.

I wait for love to grow in his heart but it's taking almost an eternity.

But I'm still okay with it because while I'm waiting, my love for him grows stronger.

There are things you love to hear.

Things that you would never hear from the person from whom you would like to hear it from but still I wait.....

Never say goodbye when you still want to try.

Never give up when you still feel you can take it.

Never say you don't love that person anymore when you can't let go.

Love comes to those who still hope, even though they've been disappointed.

To those who still believe, even though they've been betrayed.

To those who still love, even though they've been hurt before.

It takes a minute to have a crush on someone.

An hour to like someone.

And a day to love someone.

But it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Don't go for looks.

It can deceive.

Don't go for wealth.

Even that fades away.

Go for someone who makes you smile.

Because only a smile makes a dark day seem bright.

A careless word may kindle strife.

A cruel word may wreck a life.

A timely word may level stress.

A loving word may heal and bless.

Happiness lies for those who cry.

Those who hurt.

Those who have searched and those who have tried.

For only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.

When you were born.

You were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so that when you die,

You're smiling and everyone around you is crying.

Love hurts.

Love scars.

Love wounds.

Love is just a lie.

To make you blue.

But all I know is that my love for him really is true......

In the beginning, when I started feeling this way towards him, I started getting confused.

Anxious.

Scared.

At night, I dreamt of scenarios in which he loves me too.

I would wake up in a fuzzy happy haze and as I come back down to earth, I am left with an intense longing that can't be filled by anything other than my dreams coming true.

I want him.

I need him.

I must love him.

It must be love, because anything that isn't love couldn't hurt this much, could it?

At first I wondered.

Was this really love?

What is this I am feeling and where does it come from?

Does it come from above?

The only explanation that had came to my mind was, it's that exotic thing called love.

I sighed again, making it many times today that I had done that.

I wondered off to a tree overlooking the lake and sat down.

I leaned against the big oak tree and stared off at the calm and dark lake.

The waves seemed refreshing.......yet dangerous.

Just like love........

I shook my head to get the thought of love out of my mind.......but I couldn't.

I began to close my eyes slowly as these thoughts came to mind.

Love makes life so confusing, but without love would you really want to live?

Love is wonderful.

Love is confusing.

.
Love is strange.

Love is amazing.

Love is easy.

Love is hard.

Love is everlasting.

Love makes and destroys.

Love is powerful.

I may be wrong about some things about love but all I really know that is true at the moment is that I love him.........

Tyson Kinomiya.

And as I thought of him, my eyes closed fully and I started to drift off into a deep slumber as the waves nearby continued crashing into the shore.

DLN: Soooooo um that still sucked didn't it? Wait, don't answer! I know it did lol. Okay well anyway, next chappie will be in Tyson's P.O.V as he ponders over a few things and stumbles on to something but I won't tell you what. Okay well even though it sucked please review and tell me it did or didn't. Oh and fine, I still don't accept flames but constructive criticism is fine. Okie well bye and I'll get to work on the next chappie soon!!!!!!! Oh and the next chappie will be even longer!!!! I promise!!!! Just like this chappie was longer then the last one.