Whenever I listen to "Your Hand In Mine", I feel like I want to be in love. It's the kind of song you'd be with someone to, the kind of song that would play as you watched the sunset or something. This sentimentality has encompassed my life lately, and as much as I try to fight it off, part of me doesn't even want to. This lets me feel something, lets me hope that one day I can have this and be as happy as I feel when I'm listening to this and imagining it.
I think I'm going to spend this summer taking chances and trying to find this idea of true love. It's really stupid, especially at the age of almost-18, when I should really just be having fun and doing stupid things that don't involve making a lifelong commitment, but I don't want to. I think that this summer would be best spent in disappointment and heartbreak. This is another one of my finest decisions.