My last blog had me thinking, What is love really? I couldn’t think of an answer so I asked the people I know. These descriptions are from every type of person, there is a seven year old, teenagers, adults, the elderly, every race i could find and a good mix of genders. So this is the publics opinion on it:
LOVE IS:
Dictionary:
Love: to regard with affection; to like; to delight in; to be in love; to be tenderly attached – (n) warm affection; fond attachment; the passion between the sexes; the objest beloved; a word of endearment.
“people caring deeply about each other. passion. honesty.”
“when you feel somebody is your everything. when youre willing to compromise and make sacrifices for a person.”
“a very strong emotional attachment toward another person.”
“not an emotion, it is a commitment to someones flaws.”
“sacrificial. Making sacrifices is part of loving. learning to put yiur pride aside to get along. being willing to put up with a persons flaws.”
“trust. wanting. undescribable.”
“about the possibility of the thing.”
“the divine untiy of two hearts and two souls. the distinct comprimimsing of two individuals that have very unknown differences that they incorporate into a relationship that betters each one.”
“something that someone feels for the opposite sex. patient. peaceful. something that you can’t define. so profound . hard. scary. cruel.”
“undefinable.”
“true friendship. someone who will tell you whats right even if you don’t want to hear it.”
“a friendly warm smile after a long hard day even though you may not want to.”
“when u stop hearing that voice telling you he’s not the right one.”
“a trick. a game. a joker. when you feel a connection with someone that you’ve never felt before you think your in love but it snot true its just feelings.”
So in all this I’ve ralized what I really think love is:
being in a state of awe about a person. like damn I can’t believe after all this shit we wen’t through, after the nasty breath in the morning, after me hating you more than anything else, I couldn’t do without turning over and seeing your face when I up in the morning.”
So what? Well, Love I guess it is determined by the person. I think everyone will agree to that. All that I hope even though it seems like no one agrees on what it is is that one day I get to feel it.
