PROLOGUE: WHAT IS LOVE?
Love. Just four tiny letters.
Love. Just one simple word.
Love. No two people would create the same definition.
Love. So many different kinds; so many different emotions. I love my mother; I love my decaf mochas; I love my teddy bear from when I was three; I love the Big Bang Theory; I love to read; I love teaching; I love wearing stockings; I love s*x. Yet had I ever felt true love? I don 't know. I definitely thought I was in love on a few occasions, but that faded away over time.
I love you. Three simple words. I have said them before; I have had them said to me; were they meant sincerely? I like to think so. Were they actually true deep down in their heart? Maybe.
This is a love story. This is my love story. Is it a traditional love story? No. It is a comp
