According to the Merriam-Webster world dictionary there are a few definitions of love. The first one being an intense feeling of deep affection.Another one being a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone.

Now in my personal opinion none of those things sound like love I mean love should be endless there shouldn't be a definition to love because it's too hard to describe if you truly love someone you can't describe how much you love them there's just no words .You know in your heart how you feel and it's so unexplainable that it's the best thing in the world.

At least,that's what I think,but I'm no love expert so...

12 years ago at the ripe age of five I moved here to Denmark from New York City.
Being an American in a foreign country isn't the easiest thing, people look at you like you're an alien or something.But things got better once we settled down and Mom found a job.

At first ,school was like torture. Everyday was me begging my mom to let me stay home. And every chance I got, I would fake being sick.
But slowly, I made friends and things changed. I grew up, life didnt seem so hard anymore.I mean it's just high school.And once you're here for that long, people get used to you.
Even if you are the only one with an American accent.

In two years time, I'll be off to college and I won't have to worry about this kind of stuff anymore.
I'll move back to the states, where I know that I truly belong. And I'll find a job,I'll start a family with the husband that I'll meet somwhere at a bar or a club. We'll fall in love .You know,the typical happy-ever-after stuff that all Americans dream of.

That's going to be me. I have my whole life planned out.My future, heck I even named my kids.

At least I thought I had everything figured out.
Until I met him.

We were best friends for as long as I can remember and I soon as I realized how I felt about him he was gone.Noah came into my life as quick as he went out. How could it take someone so longto realize they're in love with their best friend?