Young Love

Who can't think back to a first love (or "loves") without a smile coming to your face. You may even find yourself giggling a little, thinking about how silly you were in those days. But none the less, young love was fun: not a care in the world, no responsibilities, you could NEVER turn your head for another, would NEVER consider loving anyone else. Holding hands in public symbolized to the world that he was yours and you were his. Or even better than holding hands....having a token of that person to show the world. Which leads me to the reason for my ramblings.

Yes, I admit it, I am reading Twilight....again. I find that it truly is the one book I think I could read over and over and not get tired of. There is something about the innocence and sweetness of the book that lures me back in every time. Yesterday I came to the part in the book where Edward gave Bella his jacket to wear, which, in its simplicity, was a big moment. She wrapped up in it, loved that it smelled like him, and cherished it...because it was a tangible piece of him. I found myself laughing a little as I read this part because it made me think back to my high school days. I love when "love" is beginning/new/fresh and that just a mere token of the other person becomes almost a treasure. For Bella, it was a jacket. For Edward, it was Bella's bottle top. If you were like me, you had the football jacket, pin, and football number necklace!!!!! (I'm laughing out loud at the thought of what I must have looked like!) Regardless, it was fun! It was exciting to love someone so much that you wanted to show off that love to not only the world, but also to that particular person (even if in those days it was immature and may not have lasted long).

I think one of the reasons Twilight doesn't get old is because there is a small piece of me that still enjoys the simplicity of loving someone....when it doesn't include responsibilities, cleaning, cooking, laundry, bills, decisions, etc. While all of those things play a role in loving another, I don't think time and age should weather what brought you together in the first place.

Awwww.....sigh.....young love! =)

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  1. AnonymousSeptember 16, 2010 at 1:50 PM

    sigh.............
    edward..............
    swooooooon...............

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