In The Hands of Love

Love is the most powerful magic of all.

Mankind is full of both malice and hate. Peace and war. The powerful and the powerless. Through this all, I have found love. Not your average teenage love that lasts merely a week, but true love. As my head hits my pillow at night, thoughts of you and I dance around my head. Your warm, blue eyes look deeply into mine. As I gaze into your eyes, I feel as though I'm gazing out at the vast blue sea. I'm looking opportunity and happiness right in the eye and saying, "I'm not afraid." You have torn down those ever present walls that I built around myself. Our love has no limits. It didn't stop us when your parents wouldn't let us see each other. You just snuck out, only caring about our love. It didn't stop us when we went to different schools. Our love only grew larger and burned brighter. If you, my dead readers, are sailors lost at sea looking for a miracle to guide, don't look. Love will find you when you least expect. It could take you by surprise while in a cafe or sweep you off your feet when a new person enters your life. Whatever the circumstance, love always finds you, and when it finds you, it never leaves. Beware, all you hopeless romantics, love is magic and is more powerful than anything on Earth. So in the days to come,I hope you find your happy ending. And when you find it, don't ever let it slip away. If only everyone could find happiness. 

Author's Note

Does anybody else relate to these feelings?

Reviews

[Fiona]

I love this :)