I'm walking down from the library to the nearest supermarket after a long day of cross and direct examinations, and note taking, and fighting off the temptation to procrastinate. The air is brisk, and I can feel blisters developing on my feet- that's what I get for wearing heels to try to look taller. A love song begins to play on my iPod, and I begin to notice the couples- hand in hand- walking around me. Their displays of affection are, of course, adorable; but it wasn't until I walked into the supermarket and saw the huge displays of roses of all colors and giant heart balloons that I remembered- today is February 14th; Valentines Day.
There are couples giggling and clashing into each other as they try to walk, and nervous young men waiting in line with a bouquet of a dozen roses. And then there's me. As my music streams through my headphones, I feel like I'm in a movie. Everything is in slow motion, and everyone just looks so wonderfully happy, and I can't help but smile.
Love is a gorgeously beautiful thing- honestly if you think about it, it's one of the most incredible things. Fancy that two completely random people bump into each other and are suddenly filled with an emotion that they can barely describe. Fancy that there is something so incredibly powerful that it can completely change someone's life. Fancy that everywhere, there are hearts just bursting with love.
Fancy that.
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