Story number 1

Tricia, 15

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Everybody tells me that im too young to find true love. all i know is how to spell it, but i still don't know what it means. what she said was true, until i tripped and fell.. that was when i realized that there was more to what i've read in books and fairy tales.

truth number 1.

He was really cute.

truth number 2 .
he wasn't really a jerk as i though he was, because

truth number 3 .
was that he really makes me happy.

I know what you're thinking. that this story has a happy ending. well, He's kind of in love with another girl. i can see him happy with her. it's not too hard to see it 'coz he always lights up whenever she's around, like me, whenever he's around.

So now, i have my own definition of love. not anymore did it come from books and the internet. 'coz the meaning of love for me is letting him go, is having to let him be. Once i see him happy, everything's fine. even if it hurts me deeply.

that's what love should be, right?

SELFLESS.

Im I'm Tricia, 15 years old. Here's my definition of LOVE.