Love?

Today at school a discussion was promted by an episode on Star Trek: The Next Generation and it just happened to be that we have no control who we fall in love with. Strangely enough I'm working on writing a poem that is about that very topic. (Which of course I'll publish when I'm finished.) It seems everyone's position was somehow represented by one of the two characters. Jared said he wasn't looking for love and found it anyway, he was perfectly happy with himself. I myself share that same thought along with the fact that the person I love and I are so oldly matched. Another "fact" I mentioned was that my dad probably fell into the same boat as both of us. It got me thinking...Does anyone ever really choose who they fall in love with? Is it just one of those things in life we can't control? Kind of a weird thing to think about, especially if it all started because of a Star Trek episode. Television does seem to do that a lot.

Loving someone not planned too,

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