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It can mean passion, romance. A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person
It can be that feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair.
Or it could be one of the worst words on this planet, especially in between “I” and “You”
Love can be fake, it can be real, in any situation, you can’t live with it, you can’t live without it.
Love is life it's like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're ganna get.
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Oh, man...
Love is an amazing feeling that almost makes your heart burst with this overwhelming passion for someone. It feels so good when you're with them, and if they leave you, love suddenly becomes so painful, because love doesn't really end. When you love someone, it doesn't matter if they leave you or hurt you; you still think about them, and you can't stop, no matter how hard you try. Also, love has to do with God. He can help you out with the sad, painful part of love. If you find love, don't let it get away. Chase it with all your might.
I think about her all the time and can't help myself...that's part of love.
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you must really love the urban dictionary to need to look up "love."
you must really love my definition of "love" to have read this far.
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A stupid mistake people tend to make, but cannot stop themselves from repeating it again.
I'm in love.
So stupid for me to fall in love again.
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Staying up hours and hours thinking of them, and when you finally fall asleep, you dream of them; wishing that they could be with you everytime; getting in trouble with parents and cops for them; being GLADLY willing to die for them.
I can't do this anymore Bob, I'm in love with Joe.
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Love, my friend, is a wonderfully, wonderfully, shitty thing.
There have been, and indeed, are, numerous attempts to define love, but the truth is, there really is no set definition.
* Love can mean completely different things to different people.
* For some, it is the heady rush, the constant butterflies and silly smiles that grace one's face.
*For others, love is the ever-present peace, the constant comfort and the assuring knowledge that the one you love is there.
*For others still, it is the aching longing, wanting and mad fits of possessiveness, and even obssession that define love.
One thing that we can be certain of, is that its a powerful thing. I hesitate to say emotion, as it seems much too callous and cold to describe love.
*After all, love has sparked wars, and ended feuds, love has hurt, and love has healed, love has driven mankind to dizzying extremes, only to abruptly bring one back round.
*Love is a fickle thing.
*Love has healed. Love has comforted. Love has made people insanely, foolishly, abnormally euphoric. Love has the ability to send one on an indescribable high, and make everything and anything so much better. The world around you is much more colourful, the people, much more nicer, the conversations more insightful.
*Love has also in shocking contrast, brought out the darker side in us all.
People have murdered for love, stolen, hurt, abused. Countless have died on the fanciful longing of a foolish leader in love. Love makes us foolish, blind and ignorant. It makes us defy our own morals and ideals, just for the slightest sign of affection or approval.
*Love can take many forms.
There is the love between friends, the love for a god, the love of family, the love of an object, or the like, and of course, the love shared between two people in a relationship.
*There is also unrequited love, which is the single most painful thing in the world.
There is also lost love, by which I mean two true lovers who are somehow separated unjustly. Time may have passed, whole continents may separate them, perhaps even death itself, but this love never forgets and thus, still mournfully aches.
*Love is foolhardy and irrational.
It makes no logical sense, to like a person so much so, that you become completely ignorant of their faults and would do absolutely anything if the other would approve.
*Love is a dangerous, dangerous thing. And too many have been hurt by it.
*And so, one wonders, why do we still crave it?
(The little *'s are like, the main points. This isnt much of an exact 'Love is this' type thing but obv. its hard to define it, so Im just writing down my ponderings. :)
An example of love?
Different examples for different people.
Theist = God,
Me = My parents
etc. etc...
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