Day 5

My definition of love.
I kind of hate this one...

Since I can remember I have always had a way with words. Not in a clever, witty way like I want, but more like I've never had trouble finding the words to express myself. 
My parents, friends, and boyfriends always comment on this. Every time there is something relatively important I want to say, somehow it comes out just how I want it to the first time.
Braden used to call these little speeches of mine "prepared monologues"

I just love words, writing, hearing, and speaking them; communication is my major after all. 

This is why I hate this question, cause for me, love is unexplainable.
Love leaves me at a loss for words. 

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