Some people go their whole life not knowing what love is. I've known my fair share of it, but never quite as truly as this. At the risk of being slightly sappy, but also completely honest, I say in the great words of Buddy the elf, "I'm in Love! I'm in Love! And I don't care who knows it!" Rachel Renae Johnson has absolutely transformed my world from one of greatness to superlative splendor beyond my wildest dreams. Don't get me wrong, love is a messy thing, with vicissitudes on every corner, living minute to minute crying and laughing, dancing and dying, yet it is more than worth it. It is something that bards and poets have been spouting on about for centuries, the stuff that drives men to war and women to surmount obstacles in their way. Love is generally the driving force of humanity and is complete in its ability to perfectly reflect the one supreme Godlike emotion. It brightens every color and gives light to every shadow. I do not exceed my boundaries by vivifying the various verbiage of this valorous veneration, for that is what love does. To truly know what love is, one must experience it, and those that have know that it is something that cannot be learned from research; believe me, I know. It breeches all vainglory and puts out all selfishness. Sometimes it hits you at second sight, and in that moment, only a fool would avoid capitulation to its enticements. Shakespeare said, "For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do, that dares love attempt." It truly makes all things possible and brings wings to a man's heart. I know I may be perceived a mushy twit for such writings as these, yet this is my feeling, and my life right now. I have searched long and hard, and I have finally found that person willing and sweet enough to reciprocate my love. I love this girl, I truly do. The whole world should know, for they only dream of grasping a portion of what I've found. I'm a blessed and lucky man, and I'm only grateful for it.
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