I love..
That it rains when I need it most, and that no one really understands my love of grey skies. I love the way the wet asphalt reflects the sky and every stoplight in sight. I love driving along the highway at 3 in the morning, with the road to myself and my favorite songs playing on my ipod. I love hearing someone say thank you when I hold a door for them, or seeing a stranger smile at me when I pass them on the street. I love catching the cute girl in class staring at me after I quickly look away after being caught doing the same. I love the way the perfect song finds you when you need a source of comfort. I love deep heart to hearts between new and old friends at 3 in the morning. I love raw expression and open creativity. I love when others share what they create and allow, if only for a moment or two, a glimpse into their hearts. I love going out of my way to show people I care, regardless of the cost. I love the fact that I have a loose grip on reality. And I love unknown futures, even when they frighten me most.