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love is a funny thing. I expect it to be easy. I expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. I expect you to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. I expect you to calm me down when i'm yelling or to chase me when I walk away. I expect so much that I feel entirely, and utterly defeated when something doesn't exactly match up with all my plans. But that's the thing. Love isn't a plan.