We used to sit in the sand at the beach and just gaze into each other's eyes.He would look at me and he would hold my hand and his lips would touch mine and then he would push my long black hair in the back then he would whisper in my ear saying "I love you" then I would llok at him and say it right back then I'd get emotional because these good times always come to an end.Love is a very strange feeling it puts you in a fantasy that doesn't last for long just think of an ice cream,you buy it then you start licking it but as you lick...