I was in the fourth grade when I fell in love with reading. It all started when my cousin told me to read the Harry Potter series, which is exactly what I did, eventually. At first, I was skeptical about reading them because if you’ve seen these books, you would know that they are huuuge. This made me hesitant because I thought there was no way I could ever finish that book, but I later decided to just get over my fears and read the books. And let me tell you, that was the best decision I have ever made in my prepubescent years. I mean what could be better than a few teenage wizards fighting against a scary guy with no nose in a cool world where magic actually existed. Its exciting, its fun, its a break from reality. From then on out, I was always the girl with her nose in a book. I read everything from fantasies to mysteries to horrors to romance. There was nothing I didn’t like. Well actually scratch that, I disliked most nonfiction novels because I just thought they were complete snoozers.
Many people compare being in love to being drunk, crazy, foolish, etc. They want to love and be loved completely and unconditionally. Love is nothing if not a passionate and overwhelming (in a good way of course) affair.
Other people are more comfortable with a love that isn’t as wild but more of a simple love. Which is perfectly okay, I mean love is love, so to each their own.