Okay, I hate to say it but: I have writers block. :(
Anyways, this is a short chapter with Jude just, thinking.
Please review!
Alexz
Is it possible to describe love?
The dictionary says love is 'a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.'
But what is it really?
Honestly?
I can't say for myself.
Have I ever been in love?
I mean, I've loved people; Shay for example.
But there's no way he was in love with me.
Spiederman?
He's awesome, but again, he wasn't in love with me.
Jamie?
He was in love with me, but I definately didn't feel the same way about him.
Tommy?
I feel that love is when both people feel the same way about eachother.
Okay, so that's what I feel love is.
Another question – probably the main question – is:
Tommy Quincy do you love me? Do you feel the same way about me as I do about you?
You kissed me last night.
But did you mean it?
Or did you do it out of pity? Out of sympathy?
But I'm so happy with you.
Everytime I'm near you, you give me a happy feeling.
You make me feel special.
You've just walked in the room.
"Jude? You okay?"
I nod my head and motion for you sit beside me.
You do.
You ask me what i'm thinking.
If only I could say it was you.