What Is Love?

Love is a noble act of self-giving, offering trust, faith, and loyalty. The more you love, the more you lose a part of yourself, yet you don't become less of who you are; you end up being complete with your loved ones.

Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.

LOVE means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our LOVE will produce LOVE in the loved person. LOVE is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little LOVE.

Answer by: Nicoleangel

Party Upon In My Home! (i was bored)

Dear Readers,

I just got back from a vacation and can finally be alive on the Internet again. Also, I have recently fell in love with Miley Cyrus's song, "Party In the U.S.A."

Anyway, what I want to show you is an excerpt of 60 Days Of Stormy Nights!

If only for a moment, everything could rewind in time. I could go back to the moment we met and reminisce on the memory.

Elizabeth Pediatric AIDS Event, June 11th, 2006.

The dates is clearly forever etched in my mind and deepest memories.
Perhaps it was because he left me to be embarassed in front of many crowds of people. Or was it that I had instant love?

"Okay, Lesley, Brandi, Tracey, I am telling you, Mitchel is not gay! We were just playing around near the racks of costumes, and he happened to actually grab the Hannah Montana wig and mimick 'Best of Both Worlds!' " I called as I flipped my long hair over my right shoulder.

Lesley May laughed at stared at me. Mandy smirked in relief while Tracey continued with the disbelief.

"I highly-"

A sudden group of people came up behind my small group of four and greeted us.

"Hey, I am Ashley Tisdale," a blonde teenager commented and smiled at us.
We all exchanged quick hellos and turned to meet the group.

That is when I saw him.

"This is Brenda and Dylan and Joe and..." Ashley droned on, but I only locked my eyes on him.

"Hey, Mi," Lesley whispered in a soft voice. "That's the kid that thinks you are cute."

His chocolate-brown eyes stared into my emerald-green ones as a blush made its way to his perfectly oval-shaped face. He avoided my gaze and looked away. He was normal sized, perhaps age thirteen as I was. The curls were loose and made you want to run your hand through them.

I continued to stare.

That was all I could do.

Stare.

I wanted so desparetly for everyone to disappear and to be alone with him. But I had to comprehend the situtation. He was still just a stranger for me, but I instantly knew what was wrong.

It was not just love, it was true love.

True love is basically indescribable. But I'd say if someone knows you - the good, the bad and the ugly - and still accepts you wholeheartedly and unconditionally, that's pretty close to true love.

"Hi, Miley," he spoke.

I realized everything had quieted. It was just me and him.

Nicholas Jerry Jonas.

"N-N-Nick J-J-Jonas...." I managed to stutter.

What. A. Dork.

My breath hitched in my throat as I quickly looked away.

"Are you okay?" he asked in concern and sincerity.

"Oh, she's just being Miley," Lesley commented.

"Yeah," he said and stucked out his hand toward me.

Immediately, I was brought back to Earth.

"I don't do handshakes," I told him. "I do hugs."

Nick engulfed me into a tight embrace, and it just felt so...right.

I scrunched my nose and quickly pulled away.

The phrase, "I hate your shirt," made its way out of my mouth.

The red t-shirt was itchy and very uncomfortable for me.

"And that is because he let's his older brother do the laundry," a voice said interrupting our moment. "Hey, my name is Kevin Jonas. And this boneheaded kid who knows nothing about laundry is Joseph."

Kevin was nice and polite. He seemed like a protective, older brother. Joe was a different story. Klutzy and random.

There was a reason his name was DJ Danger.

"Hey, would you like to do karokee?" I blurted out, instantly regretting it.

Nick Jonas stared at me before replying. "Yeah, I would like that."

Soon, the group separated, and I was left with my orignal four associates.
"Very smooth," my older brother, Tracey, muttered.

Mandy and Lesly were laughing as I made my way towards the karokee stage and signed Nick and I up for "I Want to Be Like You" from the Jungle Book.

A moment later, I stood onstage and began singing.

He never showed.

I sang through the song and ran off the stage with the laugheter and the horrific moment forever in my memory.

Nick appeared behind me, breathing heavily and trying to regain focus.

“Hey, I am sorry! Please just give me a second to explain!” Nick exclaimed.

“Why didn’t you sing with me?” I held back a little and leaned toward Nick.

“He figured you were bad enough on your own.” Joe said saracastically coming up behind me.

"I was talking to our a record producer from Columbia Records when Joe and Kevin brought up another topic of conversation! I tried to leave, but then Joe said to stay and then Dad came up behind me and we-"

“Whoa! Slow down, boy! It is okay," I said with a smile.

Nick smiled one of his closed smiles; I wondered why he never showed his teeth. Little did I know he was famous for them!

"Hey, listen, my family and I are heading out for dinner. Want to come?" I offered. "Your sister and parents are welcome."

I smiled and pulled out a small, silver cellphone.

Boy, I had always been a fast texter.

Soon a reply came and I nodded.

"I can come, but my mom cannot come, but my sister can."

And that was my first "Date" with Nicholas Jerry Jonas.

At the end of the night, Nick and I exchanged numbers and we promised to speak soon. The best part was the embrace as he dropped me off. When I arrived out of the shower twenty minutes later, my phone immediately rang.

"Hey," a voice said on the other line. "My brother loves you."

"JOE! GIVE ME THE PHONE THIS SECOND!" Nick cried on the other end.

"Hey," I replied when Nick's steady breathing was heard. "So..what's up?"

We began talking all night. We even talked about our beliefs which turned on a signal for me.

"I am strongly Christian," I said as I gazed at the ring on my beside table.

"So we call ourselves in my family," he replied.

We also talked about our past. We talked about hopes and dreams for the near and distant the future. It was almost four in the morning before we hung up. I yawned into the mouth piece and he followed.

“Night, Miley.”

“Same same, Nick.”

I held the phone close to my cheek and closed my eyes.

* * *

I was in love, could you believe it? I know what love is, so never question me on it.

Love is a feeling of strong connection and attachment those are persuaded by extreme delight and admiration; dedication and devotion to each other along with affection and tenderness. Love is not a necessity, but it is life's greatest gift and luxury. It is to care, to be kind and patient. It is considered as perfect love when a person doesn't expect anything else but love.

Love knows when to put pride to the side, because the greatest thing one can be proud of is the love that is shared. Love is or should be unconditional. And thus is giving and selfless, it is a celebration of what is right and what is true
For the unperfected will pass upon, the coming of that which is perfect, as perfect love never ends. Love is undying devotion. Love is the desire to be intimate both physically and emotionally. Love endures all, hopes all, and bears all. It is believing, sharing and dreaming. Love is a feeling of completeness, forgiving, understanding and inspiring.

Love is the attainment of life's greatest inspiration. It is supporting, but not overbearing. Love is a complete expression of oneself or the other. it is being open to each other's expression. Love can be strong, yet so fragile. There are those out there who have not been lucky enough to find it, some never will. In addition, what one would call true love...love in its best, purest, truest sense is even rarer and harder to find.

The dream of finding and marrying for true love exists and concludes by everything falling into place.

Nick and I became closer than anything. I would write songs for and about him, my sweet "inspiration."

He even wrote songs for me too! "Hello Beautiful" turned everything to a new level. It made me realize there was more than even I felt. He felt it too.

True love.

True Love is indescribable. It cannot be expressed, but, in truth, it can be felt. But you can never truly understand it unless you directly experience it.

Nick, sadly, lived along the East Coast, but, soon he would move to Los Angeles. I think fate was on my side when he announced his family had bought a house a few streets away from.

I do not know what you could call love at fourteen, which we both were by then, but I knew this had to it.

When Nick moved, we were best friends, "Insererable."

We would ride bikes, and, at some times, he would walk next to me. I did not care if I went five miles an hour. It was worth it to see him.

“Want me to sing for you?” he asked quietly on a Saturday in November.

“Yes!” I exclaimed, my face full of joy, my eyes gleaming under the noon day sun.

As he launched in "My Girl", which he sang almost all of the time to me, I paid close attention. And that is when it happened.

“I guess you’d say, what can make me feel this way…..MILEY! Talking bout MILEY!”

My heart soared and I kissed him hastly on the lips. We both pulled away, too shocked for words.

"I-I..." he stuttered, a blush creeping to his cheeks.

I panicked and rode away, leaving my Prince Charming.

Later that night, I think it was about ten o'clock, the dark sky receding into darkness, he came upon my porch, a guitar in hand. He sighed and sat next to me on the porch swing.

"Miley, I need you to listen to something."

I gazed at him, his chocolate-brown eyes so hypnotizing, so... mesmorizing.

There she goes again
The girl I'm in love with
It's cool we're just friends
We walk the halls at school
We know it's casual
It's cool we're just...

I don't wanna lead you on
No
The truth is I've grown fond
Yeah

Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
'Til the end of time
'Til I'm on her mind
It'll happen
I've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I'll just keep on dreaming
But it's cool cause we're just friends

Small talk on IM
Just one word sentences
It's cool we're just friends
And if I had my way
We would talk and talk all day
Yeah

Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
'Til the end of time
'Til I'm on her mind
It'll happen
I've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I'll just keep on dreaming
But it's cool cause we're just friends

Thinking about how
We're gonna say our vows
It's cool we're just friends
As she walks down the aisle
I see all my friends smile
Cause now we're more than friends

Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
'Til the end of time
'Til I'm on her mind
It'll happen
We've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I'll just keep on dreaming
Keep on thinking
Of when we used to be just friends

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
When we used to be just friends
(when we used to be)
La la la la
La la la la (yeah)
La la la la (yeah)
When we used to be just friends

I do not know what possessed me to do so, but I gently kissed his lips softly, and he never did once protest.

He was my Prince Charming; I had known that from the beginning.

We loved on another, there was no denying it.

We had work, we had responsibilites, but it was our love.

It was strange and complicated love story, but it was ours.

What do you think?

Erin

#Niley

Niley fans,

It appears '#anitniley' has made trending topics! Do not let that happen! Post #niley after everything!

Erin

P.S. It is my 14th birthday today!

Send It On

Send It On Video premiered over the air live on Radio Disney last night.
Here is the song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRr6fRzPTrg

I enjoyed the song, especially when Nick and Miley sang in the first part!

Erin

Before The Story: 60 Days Of Stormy Skies

Dearest Readers,

I currently have a novel in progress called "60 Days of Story Skies." I am planning on posting it to Jonas Brothers Fanfiction Archive in a few days so keep a look out for it.

Here is a sneak peek for your special tweeters, youtubers, and fellow bloggers:

"Whether his undying devotion still existed was a question that was left to yet be answered. But wherever my heart rested, though, I hoped that his was right next to it. For I had long ago once promised to be "Right Here", and I, even now, believe that he, in the deepest depths of his mind's shadows, realizes that I mean what I say.... "

That is an except from 60 Days Of Stormy Skies, a love story between Miley and Nick Jonas!

Erin

Introduction

Dear Readers,

My name is Erin, and I am from a small town in the Midwest. Just wanted you to know a little about myself-I enjoy writing stories, preferably mystery and crime ones. I have dreams of making it big in Los Angeles. Also, my celebrity crush is Nick Jonas!

Erin