Love to me is the feeling of being with someone who makes me feel like I am not empty, I spent years feeling empty every night as I tried to go to sleep so I would stay up late reading until I forgot about my emptiness. As I met people who cared about me and who became very important to me and to my life, the emptiness started to leave me because my heart was filled with all the people who I love. A girl who understood my strange obsessions, a boy who managed to survive the cruelest parts of my mornings, a girl who was very different from me but who still liked to hang out with me for hours, and a boy who would stay up with me over the internet to talk to me if there was something wrong and teased me as much as I teased him and somehow managed to still care for me despite how cruel I always was to him. These are only a small portion of the people that have filled my heart over the course of a year, it was not until meeting them that I stopped feeling empty and I will always be grateful to them for my ability to sleep at night. These are some of the people who made me love them, I did not choose to love them; one of them I even chose to hate, but they came running into my life and made me love them and really I can't call it real love if you simply chose to love them. These are not the people that I chose, these are the people who chose me; and I will always be grateful for that.