Love is when your mind drives you crazy, the depression of being seperated makes you want to sleep, and anxiety of worrying for them grinds into your nervous system, and you would give what you didn't have for that person.
When the only thing that can make you happy is that person. It can be the best thing in the world or rhe worst thing you can ever feel.
I love Crystal, but she's got a boyfriend, and though I respect that I want to be with her....
the undescribable feeling that has lead so many people to feel alone, and unwanted, to bring people to think there is SOMEONE out there for them. Love is proof that we have a purpose for being alive.
There is no real defenition for love. It is something you need to experience in order to try to understand, but even then you cant put it into words. Poets cant even tell you what it is.
Love is beautiful, and painful, and everything we hope and pray for. And it is always there. Because even if you dont know or notice it someone loves you.