To start off...love is "a very strong feeling towards another person."
The word ove has become a thing of the mainstream. It's a thing written on a pink, low-cut tee shirt. It's a thing written across the bum of a pair of sweatpants.
Love is the thing 90% of songs out there are about.. I wonder why.
Love makes you cry and laugh at the same time.
Love is blind.
Love doesn't mean sex. It doesn't mean "loving" someone for that "hot bod"
To say it simply: God is love, whether you're religious or not.
There is such a thing as love at first sight. Hell, fifth graders can fall in love. Whether it's in their head or not, it's the feeling of love. The butterflies in your stomach. The way you giggle with flat out happiness everytime you think of them.
Love is the thing people hate when someone breaks their heart.
Love is when your heart smiles.
Love isn't just a four letter word.
Like I said...love isn't what's written on your braclet you got from Hot Topic. It cannot be explained, nor defined.
B- He watched her walk away, holding happily onto the arm of the school jock. It was the worse pain he had ever felt. It was like his heart was being ripped out of his chest. He loved her.
C- False: "Yo dawg I got these shorts! Look at this ass!" *has love written on her skin tight Hollister pants* "Ain't this somethin' Katy Perry would like, so totally wear?! Love!!!!"
That special someone
Herald of angels
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. :])
Different examples for different people.
Theist = God,
Me = My parents
Love is when you can't imagine life without him. It's getting butterflies in your stomach at the mention of his name or the sound of his voice. Its when you'll do anything just to catch a glance of his car or his house because you know he's there. Or even that he's not there. But because it is proof that he exists when you can't imagine yourself being this lucky.
Love is when you wake up every morning and have to look at your phone and look at your saved messages to make sure that he isn't just a dream. Because you feel like even you don't deserve someone this amazing.
Love covers flaws and makes you love someone for who they really are and accept their mistakes.
Love is when you say "i love you" and its not enough. Because it feels like more then that.
Love changes you.
Love lets you trust someone with everything. Yourself, your possesions, your life.
Love is when you don't have sex but he still continues to risk everything to talk to you even after you've broken up because your parents won't let you go out because of the age difference. Even if its six months later.