What is love?
I never had much of an idea of what romance was. The only real experience I have with it is watching Titanic, Gone With The Wind, and The Princess Bride non stop since I was seven years old.
But what truly is love?
Well, it's a chemical in your brain.
Kinda bursts your bubble right?
That's why I don't pay much attention to emotions, they're all just chemicals, atoms and stuff.
My mom used to say I had a knack for seeing the world through a different lens, seeing the logic and the science in everything.
I've never had to wear glasses.
She used to to tell me all about love, and why she loved me.
I wish she would still dot that, even if just through a simple voicemail, she means the world to me, and I know I mean the world to her.
So why would she leave me here?
Hey guys, just wanna step aside really quick and say, yes, I know this is straying away from what I normally write, I am a huge fangirl after all, but I wanted to take a step back and finally take the chance to write something that's really been on my mind lately, I hope you don't mind.
With love, Ana
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