Today I found out that my grandparents are getting a divorce,
And my friend broke up with the guy she had been dating for almost 6 months,
And the word that held a high place in my heart,
Love,
Has a bit of hesitation to go along with it.

By the end of the year,
My boyfriend will be at college,
And we will be “making it work”,
But in all honesty
Will it really be working?

And that one word, love,
Keeps coming back to me.
How do we find it?
What should we expect?
How do we know when we have it?

I find my dreams wondering to other people,
Fantasizing about things that could be reality,
But they aren’t,
And probably never will be,
And I feel guilty for what goes on inside my own head.

And in the end, all I think I need,
Is someone who really loves me,
Whatever that truly means,
To hug me and whisper,
That everything will turn out okay.