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There are many definitions to love. I suspect this is a pretty new one despite being defined thus over 100-years ago.
That atypical definition from A. Bierce is:
LOVE, n. A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder. This disease, like caries and many other ailments, is prevalent only among civilized races living under artificial conditions; barbarous nations breathing pure air and eating simple food enjoy immunity from its ravages. It is sometimes fatal, but more frequently to the physician than to the patient.
"Janice is in love with Scott now."
"Oh my god, I feel so bad for her !"
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something thats shared between two people that care for each other. Two people that would die if the other gets hurt. It's special, and not everyone has it. Some people mistaken it for lust, but don't get it wrong! Love is based on emotion, trust, and deep feelings. Lust is simply based on looks. Once you fine love, charish it, and don't take it for granted.
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Although I like many of these definitions, love can be whatever you make it. Love means something different to different couples, unless it turns into lust, but hey; no one can say lust isn't a part of a relationship. Just make love what you want it to be, enjoy it while it lasts.
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You don't let go of love.
You give into love.
Friend #1: But... You let go of the past friend. You give into love.
Friend #2: What?... Are you God or a prophet now! (Said with knowing eyes and a wink of approval)
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Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. I've had it once, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
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A feeling which you very rarley come across and when you do, you find yourself doing everything within your power to make sure it has no way of dissapearing. You feel this one person could keep a smile and more upon your face for the rest of your days, you feel that feeling where you have to swallow because your thoughts are becoming too much, will go on forever. In fact, you know. No matter who tells you any different you carry on thinking the agape love towards your significent other. You'd give up all you had and not expect it to ever come back again, just for this one person. You would tell this person at every chance possible that you love them and not even suspect that it was being overused, because everytime you would use it, you would mean it, you would feel it, you would realise that this actually saying was nothing compared to what you woudld actually like them to know, but in fact was the closest way of telling them. You would never imagine a day without them in it, you would never imagine a night without them by your side, you would never imagine a dream without them not leaving you within an inch. Love is undescriable and therefore my feelings can only be written down amongst a bunch of words and then left to be read and understood by ones self who feels this prodigious feeling too.
i love you and if you only try to understand that, youll know a minute feeling of what i feel for you
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We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them in mutual weirdness and call it love.
Quote about love by Theodor Seuss Geisel.
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