Love?

This is so true. I've moved more times than anyone I've ever known. Eight schools later. Countless friends, some of which completely leave your memory. You could spend months together and a few years later still you forget their name. You never forget those you love though, especially when you miss them. When you miss someone it almost becomes more than love. They become this unreal person to you. Perfection, they become perfection. Your mind creates this unflawed person. Only good memories become exisistant and it seems as though all of the bad memories disappear. That's why I think breakups are so hard. You miss this one single person so much it becomes more than love.