I hate pills. Profusely. Abundantly. With all my soul. I will only swallow them if they are broken in half. No matter what size they are - big to tiny - cut the pill in half or no bueno.

But ~ I do wish there was a prescription out there for me, to reduce the pain and agony of love. Wow that was cheesy, but yes, if it's out there, sign me up. Or you know what would be even better, one of those fairy tale vials filled with frog legs and lizard tails and "the hair of the one you love". I'm not a fan of elixirs and "what not" either, but I would embrace the taste of the toenail of the biggest toe on the biggest, nastiest frog right now if it will do the trick.

Oh man I've been feeling really blue lately. Maybe it's the winter time that does it to me? Or is it? Is it the sick to my stomach one moment, can't sleep at night the next, delirious giddiness to complete despair moments I am suffering through? Is it the pure agony of being in love? Yes.

But I can't help it - I love love. And you know what I love about love? All the different kinds of love - like family love, friend love, puppy love, love love love. The thing that bites though - is that no matter what you do, no matter how hard you try to think of other things, the feeling of love stays inside of you - torturing, nurturing, torturing. It's pretty bad. I've been walking around school with my head in the clouds daydreaming of love and my friends think something weird must have happened to me over the break. Nope. It's just love. Love has happened to me.

So that's what is going on in my life right now. Oh yeah, and that parental conversation happened, the "Honey, its okay. It's all part of the experience. You are entering into a wonderful phase of your life right now. This is all just part of it. Embrace it. Be courageous and don't be afraid to feel what you are feeling. There is no remedy for it."

I guess there aren't any pills or elixirs out there to cure the pain of love.