When you're young, your dreams are infinite~

you ache with love. you cry sometimes, because you know two things: you know that you've never felt this good before. you also know that it couldn't possibly last forever. you want it to. you want it frozen. you want to stop time, right there, as he pulls back from the curb of the street for one more kiss. you want to be able to pull them closer than the hug, in to your body, so you can keep the smell of them inside you, next to you, all around you. you love someone and it hurts. you love someone and it is very, very good. not only do you feel better about yourself, you feel better about people, life, animals and the world.