Mine

I love him. I really do. I know because when I'm with him my whole life is filled with happiness again, and I love life, and I love him. Ever since I met him I woke up every morning knowing every day would be a wonderful, amazing, joyful, day, just because he would be in it. So now that I don't see him every day, I'm dying. Just because he's not in my life. I tried to tell my mom that I'm in love, but she's convinced its just a crush! She doesn't know me, she doesn't know what I feel, and most importantly, she doesn't know anyone like him. I have 1 pic of him that I look at and cry about every night, and I just can't get him off my mind. When I'm swimming, I'm thinking about him, when I'm reading, I'm thinking about him, when I'm sleeping, I'm dreaming about him, so basically no matter what I'm doing, I'm thinking about HIM!!!! If thats not love, then I don't know what the hell is.