Love Blows, Big Time, but not all of the time..

Love has no rules,
no definitions,
nothing to dictate how it can be played out.
So why is it so difficult?
Maybe if you could define love it would be an easier concept to grasp.
So lets attempt it, Shall we?
the dictionary definition of love is;

a strong positive emotion of regard and affection;

any object of warm affection or devotion; 

have a great affection or liking for;

beloved: a beloved person; used as terms of endearment

And believe it or not, there were hundreds more definitions there (you probably knew that,or you didn't..no judgements here)
With all these definitions floating around, no wonder everyone's so confused.
For some people love is sex, its lost to the meaning of lust.
To some it's friendship.
Or a new pair of shoes (this would be my definition of love)
or children, or even something simple like the smell of a new book.
Love is something we all share, yet the definition is different to every single person on this earth.
&& at some point in our lives, we will know love.

I'm ahead in the "in love" department, i met my first love at the ripe age of 5 to 6 years old,
I think that's kindergarten age? yeaa?
Anywhoo,
His name was Alex
I spotted him from across the playground at recess.
It was love, or lust at first sight. (or whatever its defined as at that age?)
We played doctor in the dome at the top of the twisty slide.
( & we all know what "doctor" at that age REALLY meant)
We shared many a recesses together,
Then one day, things took a turn for the scandalous.
At lunch, i was opening my fruit cup, and the juice shot out of the lid when i peeled it back (that ALWAYS happens to me) and it hit him right in the eye.
Something changed that day..
Later that day he took my jacket and threw it in the sand box..
We had hit a rough patch in our relationship it seemed.
Before we could "work it out" (keep in mine, its kindergarten)
He moved away, and i have never ever heard from him again.
The End.
That is my tragic love story for you all to read.
Oh, woe is me.
At least no one died...i hope.
If you all are still with me, which I'm assuming most of you aren't, we are at the end of our enlightening experience. By that i mean i wasted a little bit more of your time with my jabbering.
which I'm still currently doing,
but i never know how to end these things.
so, i guess ill leave it with;
Tune in next time?