Love. What is love?
Love is great. You have a heart wrenching desire to spend your life away with someone. It makes your chest want to explode, you are so happy, nothing else matters.
Love is universal. It doesn't matter who the hell you are, love is a feeling meant for everyone.
Love is powerful. It can make us do things we wouldn't normally do. It can make us into people we wouldn't normally be.
Love is selfish. It is hard to share. That person becomes the centre of your world.
Love is pathetic. When they are not there, you are unhappy. You feel lost without them.
Love is lonely. When the feeling leaves you, it leaves such a large empty space behind. You spent the rest of your life wishing you could go back in time and do it all over again.
Most of the time, love isn't worth it. So why do we wish desperatly for it anyway?
Love is great. You have a heart wrenching desire to spend your life away with someone. It makes your chest want to explode, you are so happy, nothing else matters.
Love is universal. It doesn't matter who the hell you are, love is a feeling meant for everyone.
Love is powerful. It can make us do things we wouldn't normally do. It can make us into people we wouldn't normally be.
Love is selfish. It is hard to share. That person becomes the centre of your world.
Love is pathetic. When they are not there, you are unhappy. You feel lost without them.
Love is lonely. When the feeling leaves you, it leaves such a large empty space behind. You spent the rest of your life wishing you could go back in time and do it all over again.
Most of the time, love isn't worth it. So why do we wish desperatly for it anyway?
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