I got out of bed to write this down... It must have been important

love.

I think I will stop looking for love.

I think that when someone needs me bad enough, they will find me, and they will find love.

I don't think you search for love.

I think it is something that happens unexpectedly.

When you least think it will happen.

When I need love. It will find me.

When I need someone to help me be strong.

He will find me.

Whoever He is.


I once turned a angry, immature boy into a happy and kind, mature man.

All it took was a little love.

He needed me, and he didn't even know it.

Until he lost me. Until we lost each other.

But now he feels love.

And someday, I will love someone again.

When there is need.