Love is Addictive

Sure, I am only 16. When did age determine how important one's self is, in the first place? Society has everyone in a bunch about how teenagers are immature, incomplete members of society, and are there to grow and ripen, like fruit on the tree of life. Being grown on such a tree in which only the arrogant place us, is disgraceful and disgusting. I am my own tree, therefore I can say that I am mature enough to understand what love is. Now don't get me wrong, there are indeed some teenagers who really are immature, and who really do not understand a thing about love, yet I am not one of those people. People tend to get love confused with the urge to reproduce, and in which case, you are severely wrong. Although I will not sit here and explain how I interpret love, what I will say is that it is addictive. It is addictive. Love will make people do astonishingly stupid things, all for the cloak of warmth that love puts over ones true soul. If you have truly felt love, you will have an irksome desire to keep on experiencing it, that is the curse that one must bear for any type of love. That is the curse love wakes in its path. Love, is addictive.