It's funny how love works. In a crowd of people, no matter how bright any other person shines, I subconsciously seek him out. Even looking at him makes my heart skip a beat, and talking to him can make my day. It's a beautiful but painful thing. Loving someone is being able to live and breathe for that person, give every they have, and do  everything they can to make that person happy. But it can also be much more tragic. You can be crushed into pieces, and your heart can shatter into shards. You are unable to stop their actions, even though you know you may end up risking your life. You may get punched, kicked, slapped, and completely beat up with out being able to do anything. With out being able to lift a finger against them. This is Love. To love, you have to risk it all. For better or for worse..