Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

- William Shakespeare Sonnet 116

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I have never been in love that is outside of the friend and family zone. And this is the closest definition of true love that I have ever read. I've only felt a fraction of this love from my past boyfriends. You know what I think is pretty fucked up. The boy I have always liked in school has always liked me too but I had a boyfriend at the time. Now I can't even go out with him because I am leaving for school in a few weeks. Timing sucks, it would would have been a nice relationship to have.

I am actually going to get this as a tattoo on my left side. Which would be tattoo number 3. Only a few people have seen my tattoos bc they are personal to me.