Love is pain. You can't escape it no matter how much you try to hide from it or keep it safe. It's too powerful to put into a few words. Its a combinations of all these indescribable feelings. You suffer, you laugh, and you aloof.
2007-02-28 11:54:03
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answer #1
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answered by minispears05 3
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Love is clueless and never will be put into words. Everyone has a different way of putting it. I'm going to tell you in my next few paragraphs, on what I really think love is.
It may be difficult, a hurdle to overcome, or something that you'll never experience. Many have experienced it, many haven't. It's definitely a difficult experience you gain in life.
Love can find you at any age, mainly. It's not just a relationship, it's a connection, a reaching, and viewing point. You can always learn from love and embrace it. Love helps you in many ways.
It's such an emotional hurdle. You can go through numerous emotions when you separate from someone. You can gain headaches, illnesses, depression, or worse, mental death.
Not many will admit it, but splitting from a longtime significant other is the toughest part. Everyone enjoys telling their friends and family that they're in a relationship. It can be fun or sad.
Next morning, Isabella "Bell" Goodwin wakes up at 9:30 to record last night's date on her blog. She IMs her best friends and tells about her total and completely fantasty date.
While eating brunch at a nice, classy restaurant with her boyfriend the next day, he holds her hands in his. "Isabella, I have something I must bring up today," Adam frowns.
"You are the nicest girl, and most wonderful to me. We have our ups and downs, and that's love. What I'm saying is, that you are absolutely amazing and I can't live without you."
He had already invited Isabella's entire family to the restaurant, and Bell, at 20, had thought today was the big day! The marriage proposal she had been truly waiting for since 8.
"I've got to break up with you. I'd be considered a player by Julianne if I didn't break up with you. She is the sweetest girl and treats me so well. You, on the other hand, have your days."
Isabella interrupts, "Julianne? You mean, that cheerleader that had it all in middle school? You're kidding me. You're not breaking up with me, we've been together for 4 years!"
Bella starts smiling and laughing as if this is all a big, hysterical joke that Adam's played on her. April Fools was only a month away, anyway. But, it's not a joke, Adam is serious.
Once at home, Isabella holes up in her room and doesn't speak to anyone. She'll do fine. But weeks and months after, she is still mourning this part of her life, and Adam really happened.
2007-02-28 20:08:54
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answered by sPrInG LiLY 6
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I wrote this poem for my wife:
If she were a language, the only one I knew,
I could write a new book every day
and live knowing I'd die
with countless books left unwritten.
2007-02-28 19:57:42
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answered by Dennis H 4
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Love is an act of will, among many passions, passions that come from the senses.
2007-02-28 20:04:34
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answered by youcanreachhim 2
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Not being able to function normally. Not eating, sleeping or working normally because of the love distraction.
2007-02-28 20:02:59
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answered by cadaholic 7
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Love is not selfish and unconditional.
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2007-03-01 02:39:50
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answered by Anonymous
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