True love is a guided promise that's been made to children everywhere by parents reading fairy tales to them in bed.. A promise that everyone expects to fully understand and know without the drug ever being in their system. And maybe it's because I’ve never had the tragedy of knowing what it actually felt like. But i think opposite. When I think of love, I think of me with my momma, who smiles wider than the sun, and whose eyes light up the darkness of the world. I think of my little brothers heads on my shoulders as we cruise down the highway while the stars shine on the road. I think of the hugs my grandma gives me when I’m not feeling well or just had a bad day. But i wonder to myself how these little kids run around the hallways, declaring their love for their infatuated. How can they know what such a thing is before they’ve even started to learn about chemistry? How can you really love someone without knowing who you are? KNowing your limits, and how you need to love yourself before anyone can really love you. Without knowing what you want out of life and what to avoid, but my question from a girl, who is told that she know nothing about love, can you ever truly love someone? Because there is no age when you really know what love is. You will never truly know your boyfriend or girlfriend, there’s always going to secrets and lies that will stay down and repressed forever. I may not know how to love a boy, and how to love myself yet, but I know that this silly little fairytale is a lie, love is  promise that can never be kept. Because a porcelain doll can never be perfect forever, eventually it will crack and ts body fall apart. LIke the skeleton of true love it will decompose into the skin of the earth. Love is not a fact or a privilege nor death. Love is a lie, a child’s fairytale, a play in a chess game. But don’t take my words for it, after all I don't even know how to love myself yet.