Not like a mother's love for her child, that is constant, unwaivering. But love between a boy and a girl is a fickle thing. Sometimes it's there, other times it's not.

If there is one thing I know about love, it's unpredictable and random. You never know when it's going to hit. Walking down the street, riding the bus, walking into Starbucks, or even in first period when a girl with the most amazing smile looks at you and says, "Hi".

Point is it can strike anywhere. And when it does it's like a roller coaster - you can't do anything but hold on and scream when everything drops out from under you.