I’m here to ask about love.

*vomit noise*

I don’t mean how much you love your dog or your grandmother or pizza but the love you share romantically and intimately with another person.

I know, I know… love is a touchy subject. It’s the holidays. Love is in the air until about February 15 when you’re sitting alone snuggled up with 50% off chocolate, your favorite comforter, and the second season of "The O.C."

OK, I’ll stop ranting about my future plans and get to my point.

I am 21 years old and I have never been in love.

All of my relationships have lasted about 10 seconds. I tend to develop crushes on boys I meet on the sidewalk who smile my way but whenever anybody shows the slightest interest in me I run for the hills. Needless to say…the romance in my life is a little off.

Love is everywhere.

My parents are in love.

My friends are in love.

Random people in my classes are in love.

Strangers are in love.

Everybody is in love.

The other day I saw on Facebook this girl who has been with her boyfriend for seven years…seven.

I can't even keep t-shirts that long...imagine keeping another person. I know I can't.

My grandparents have been in love for over 60 years. That's more than most people have been alive. Love is a strong and powerful force that I just can't seem to wrap my head around.

What's the hype?

I see people in love all around me, in movies and in real life. I love my friends, I love my family, and I love burritos...how similar is the feeling? These are the questions that fill my mind whenever I watch chick flicks, romantic comedies, or even action movies. (When you think about it, "Fight Club" can be quiet romantic, trust me). When I see a couple holding hands I wonder...is this for me?

Am I capable of opening myself up, being completely vulnerable and loving another person...or letting them love me? I don't know. It's difficult to think about.

Love.

What’s it like?

What’s the point?

Is it all worth it?

Maybe one day, I’ll let you know.