4 Letter Word

Love. I have never experienced love. Of course, I have my family. They love me and I love them. But I mean the real love. The love all girls dream about. (Dreams like picking out a beach home with your husband, while wearing matching sweaters.) I've never loved another person. Granted I'm only fourteen. So really, I'm to young to know what love is. Yet, I want it. I see "couples" all around my school holding hands and saying they love each other. But they don't know what love is either. They think it's someone you can go to the movies with, and maybe share a kiss. But, I do know, those couples really don't have love. Real love is like the love my parents share. I am still envious of the couples though. I want someone to hold my hand. Someone to take me to the movies. And I still want it, knowing that it is not real. It baffles me. You would think I wouldn't want that. Girls get their "hearts broken" by the boys they used to go out with. And the girls are so bitter, they end up hating the boys and then they go around bashing them behind their backs. But some reason still, I want this. Knowing all too well, if I some how get it, it will most likely end badly. I practically crave it. But why do I desperatly seek this? I honestly can't say. I roll my eyes when I see couples at school, being all mushly. I'm like "C'mon, you can't seriously be IN LOVE with this person?" Though, I'm still jealous. What does it take for me to get someone to want to be considered my boyfriend? But maybe I should just be content with my life and what I have. But still, I want it.....