I''m still confused. I've always been confused about love. Does that mean I never had real love? My love was real anyway. Maybe "real" should be replaced by "healthy." But my guess is I'll be confused by healthy love, too, since I never had it.
This was what it was like when I first saw Paris. When I stood at the top of the Eiffel Tower. And when I went to my first concert. Something inside just. lit up. I've known since then what I wanted to do, always.