So many people have asked this question but nobody has actually told us waht it is.
I know what love is, and i’m sure you know too.
You only know you’re in love when you’ve lost the person you dream of every night when you go to sleep+when you wake up their the first thing you think of, when you hold each other in arms and vow to never let each other go.
And when it hits you+you realise, its too late.You realise that the time you spent together was probably the best time of you’re life, and that can never be regained.
What is love?
February 27th, 2001 | darkness
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love is nothing more than the feeling in between nothingness and sadness/hatred.before one finds love the feelings felt are nothing compared to the emotions that are about to be felt then as love is found the feelings turn to extreme happiness followed by extreme hatred and sorrow as that love is lost but the question is … knowing all this is love really something worth experiencing ??? in my opunion yes i am glad to have felt it at least once and hell every now and then i even miss all the emotions i felt during those times
Love isn’t always the good things. It’s what happans in the bad things.
Love is when you still worry about the person even after they’ve stormed angrily out of the house. Love is willing to spend weeks and months working on problems, because you know it’s worth it in the end. Love is ignoring the socks on the floor, and the fact that he dances badly:) Love is accepting all of a person, and only trying to change little bits of them. (Like getting them to pick the socks up.)
But, when you lose someone you love lik that, you never will completely feel the same. Something like that isn’t something that heals. It’s something that scars. It gets a scab over it. When you love someone like that, you will never love another person the same way.
Sure, you may love other people, but never just like the way you loved that one person who made you feel complete. There will always be a place in your heart for that person, no matter how long you live, and who you love after.
But, be happy for that. (Once the pain has eased that is.) Because of that scar on your heart, that person will always be with you.
~Kitashla
most of what youre describing sounds like tolerance to me wouldnt love be not having to storm out angrily ?wouldnt love be not having or even wanting to change little bits of a person?
Not at all.
People assume that love is when there is no fighting and there is no arguing.
People that really love each other are going to fight. They are going to get very nasty with each other from time to time. We’re human, and not only that but when two people spend a lot of time together, little things about the person start to irritate you. That’s inevitable. Nothing you can do is going to change that.
The only people that do not fight once in awhile in their relationships are either in the beginning stages of it, where the person can do no wrong, or they aren’t really in love.
The reason I say that is because, no matter what, sometimes you’re going to get upset, and sometimes you’re going to get frusterated. The person that is really in love isn’t afraid to let their feelings known. The person in love isn’t worried that if they get angry, the person is going to leave them.
The reason people storm angrily out of the house is apparent. We have tempers. We get angry. We get frusterated. No amount of love is going to change that. It’s what they do after they calm down that tells you more so.
And love is having you want to change parts about the person. Have you ever been married? Or better yet, been the house wife in the marriage. Let me tell you, I love my husband to death, but I wish he’d pick up his socks once in awhile. Or his shoes.
Same on my end. He loves me as well, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t wish I was a better house cleaner (I suck, I really do).
Those are the little things I was referring to. Ultimately they aren’t important in the greater scheme, but they sure can irritate the piss out of you.
~Kitashla
point taken
Bravo. Love is this and so much more:
It is the gnawing at your stomach in a fight and a chill down your spine when you see your partner. It is a shared smile or inside joke. It is a tear-filled day spent knowing that one day everything that you love will die. It is the sunlight in the morning as you share a cup of coffee. It is an unspoken anxiety as you both care for a sick child. It is a quiet bath together. It is a memory of your first kiss. It is the dread of an argument. It is sadness at your complacence. It is watching bad television. It is saying sorry when you are right. It is accepting apologies though you’re still angry. It is walking into a room and taking pride in the person by your side. It is sharing happiness in your partner’s accomplishments. It is a gut-wrenching afternoon holding them as they fail. And, it is work; goddamnably hard work, but worth every conciliatory gesture and every week, month or year of effort.
God, it does hurt so very much sometimes…even when all is right with the world.
Love is when you’ve gone insane and given up your whole life to one person. To coccoon them in your world like a fresh blanket that is always soft and warm for them. So many sacrifices to be here, all for love. All because you want them to be as happy in love as you are, and all because you want them to know you would do anything for them…and live for them alone. Its an overwhelming feeling that is described in too many ways to really understand. The only understanding is in the minds and hearts of all those people who believe and know they are in love. The only thing saddens me is that i don’t have love too much in my life currently!!!~Lady Tessa~
Damn, I wanted to say something insightful, but your posts have nailed everything with charm and wit.
no day but today
Vassago
wow, that was a fantastic piece of writing.I totally agree with you.