Teenage Love or Puppy Love - Young love is the most precious and volatile type of love out there. You get attached to other person quickly and you feel as if your life depends on seeing them every day, even if it's for a few minutes. For months every day at 7:00 p.m. he will take a cab to where you work after school, half an hour away, rain or shine, you walk hand in hand to your house then he takes a cab back to his house. You spend hours on the phone talking about nothing and everything. You day dream about your future with the person you love. You skip school to spend a few hours with that person. You lie to your parents to be with that person; you even ask your friends to lie to your parents so you can spend time with that person. You tolerate their friends and family. You learn to bake or cook something for them. You doodle Mrs "whatever their last name is" on your notebooks. You kiss for hours and hours. You do more than kissing. You have dramatic and emotionally overcharged arguments and fights. The making up after a fight is just as dramatic and emotional. If you are lucky enough to stay together for a long time you start thinking that you will really end up together. Few years go by then you realize maybe you were too foolish to put all your hopes and dreams in one basket. Your heart breaks because you know what you have to do despite loving the other person. You do what needs to be done. You think your life is over.
Adult Love - We were made to love and be loved, it's in our genes. That's how we are able to pick up the pieces of our broken hearts and start over. If luck/karma/good fortune is on our side we will find the perfect person to help us reset the button on our love life and start fresh. We will find our soul mates. You meet online. You talk for months. This time it's different. You actually get to know the person before you get distracted by good looks. You find you have a lot in common. You talk some more. You exchange phone numbers, emails, photos. You have phone conversations for hours. You can't spend a day without being in touch with each other. Your friends and family notice your phone has become your best friend. Everyone is worried, how is this going to work when you live continents apart. You haven't even met in person yet. You decide to meet on neutral grounds, Greece it is. The weeks leading to this meeting seem like a roller coaster ride. You change your mind a million times up to the night of the trip. He says he hopes you show up; you say you hope so too. Your flight lands after midnight and you get to your hotel close to 1:00 a.m. There's a handsome, tall, blond man waiting outside the hotel. As soon as your eyes meet he recognizes you and runs over to give you a big hug. He takes your luggage to your room and asks you to go for a walk on the beach. You don't talk. You walk on the beach holding hands till the sun comes up. You do some touristy things together. You like his eyes. You have a meal together. You spend a few nights walking and talking till the morning light. You wish you can take him home with you ; he wishes the same. You both forget to call your families to let them know you have not been kidnapped or killed, they hate you, they'll get over it. You decide you want to spend the rest of your lives together. You work to make it happen. You move to another country to be with the person you fell in love with. You get married 9 months later. You are still married 8 years later. You can't imagine your life without this person in it. If you argue with the person you love you feel like everything else in your life is meaningless. You know you're in love when you want to be comforted by the person you love even if they are the ones who caused your grief. You wish for your life to end first because you wouldn't know how to go on living if the person you love is no more. You can't fall asleep some nights unless your love is in bed next to you. You wake up every morning with a smile on your face when you realize the person you love is laying next to you.