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Love.
Love is everything.
Love is that butterfly feeling you get when you see their face.
Love is that anxious feeling you get when they don't call.
Love is that person that comes to mind everytime you hear those sappy love songs.
Love is that feeling of knowing that you'll always be there for them,
even if you know they're not always there for you.
Love is those seemingly meaningless away messages, bulletins, lyrics in profiles..
hoping they'll read them and understand. But knowing deep down they won't.
Love is overanalyzing every little thing they say and do,
hoping it means something.
Love is every emotion.
Love is the absolute fucking hatred you can feel for them.
Love is the jealousy you feel seeing them with someone else.
Love is the unrivaled pain of getting your heart torn out and stepped on.
Love is the fear of getting hurt over and over.
Love is the anger of not getting what you want.
Love is the anger of not getting what you need.
Love is the realization that it's not meant to be.
Love is the denial that it's not meant to be.
Love is the determination to make it meant to be.
Love is the repeated self analysis on what you did to deserve this.
Love is the repeated denial that it's over.
Love is the repeated denial that there's nothing you can do anymore.
Love is the anger at the realization that there really is nothing you can do anymore.
Love is the pure bliss when it finally works out.
Love is the denial of any others' existance but you and them.
Love is the late night talks.
Love is falling asleep on the phone with them.
Love is never forgetting the memories.
Love is hoping they'll kiss you back.
Love is making promises you know you will keep.
Love is forgiving the broken promises.
Love is posting all those surveys just so that one person can fill them out.
Love is feeling silly saying it, but they complete you.
Love is counting the weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds you've been apart.
Love is keeping the letters.
Love is reading the saved letters and notes..no matter how much it hurts.
Love is reading the saved letters and wondering if they really meant what they said.
Love is reading the saved letters and hating them.
Love is wanting to rip their fucking heart out and stomp on it for making you like this.
Love is the promises they made.
Love is the broken promises.
Love is getting that stupid fucking smile on your face when you talk to them.
Love is seeing them get that same fucking smile.
Love is looking deep into their eyes, knowing they're looking back.
Love is looking deep into their eyes..and seeing the one you love.
Love is promising to love them forever.
Love is meaning that promise.

Love is thinking about one person throughout this whole fucking thing.
I wrote this a long while ago, but I still really like it.
Some of the little secret meanings aren't relevant anymore, though.
I might write a new one, now that my outlook on love is slightly different.

Enjoy :3
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xrobbiexcakesx Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2008
i think you forgot, "Love is what Robbie feels for Trudy" =]
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