Attraction is such a cheeky word. It can mean so many things; but yet there are many times you don't know how to handle an attraction. It's kind of like no matter what you do, you will always be drawn to that person. You look forward to seeing that person; or hearing that person's voice. You find yourself blushing or smiling when you come face to face with that person; and you find yourself studying that person's structure, finding the smallest detail and admiring the natural nature of human's flaw and perfection rolled into one. It's like a magnetic field that somehow pulls you towards that person; and there is no way escaping it, unless you do something about it. Then maybe when you finally do something about it, who knows - maybe the attraction will eventually fade. Or maybe not, maybe it will lead to somewhere deeper. Like LOVE.
Love, is such a universal word. Used so many times, but yet unfortunately, used so many times without meaning. Just saying it carelessly because you need something from them. But being in love is a whole different meaning. Being in love to me means you put that person before yourself. That no matter what, you could never really imagine your life without that person; without being able to hold him, or kiss him, or just simply be around him. You couldn't ever really imagine what it would be like to not have that person in your life. Now that to me is love. Something stronger, something so raw, that if you were faced with the option of leaving - you just COULDN'T.
Ahh, ain't love grand?
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