My first “love”, that I am aware of, had been in the first year of middle school.
Had I known that I loved her from the start? No, but my philosophy became love and appreciation of one another. I had been studying what love really meant.
What made me love her?
– I loved her because she was different from everyone else
– I loved her because she was trustworthy, caring, and most of all – she loved me back.
– I love her because she was beautiful, and still didn’t try hard to make her self look any better.

I’m sure there are millions of other things that have been missing, because love is always a mystery – love is something that philosophers can’t interpret with a definite answer. Love is gods gift, and we shouldn’t uncover its mystery as for we will be discovering something fate never had the “besoin” to tell us.

(Screen) Name: Owain Davies