Think about it for a second

What is love? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, and is your voice caught within your chest? -it isn’t love, it’s like. You can’t keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right? -it isn’t love, its lust. Are you proud, and eager to show them off? -it isn’t love, it’s pride. Do you want them because you know they’re there? -it isn’t love, it’s loneliness. Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand? -it isn’t love, it’s low confidence. Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don’t want to hurt them? -it isn’t love, its pity. Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? -it isn’t love, it’s infatuation. Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? -it isn’t love, it’s friendship. Do you tell them every day that they are the only one you think of? -it isn’t love, it’s a lie. Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake? -it isn’t love, it’s charity. Does your heart ache and break when they’re sad? -then it’s love. Do you cry for their pain, even when they’re strong? -then it’s love. Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? -then it’s love. Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there? -then it’s love. Do you accept their faults because they’re a part of who they are? then it’s love. Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret? -then its love. Would you give them your heart, your life, your death? 


Think about it for a second.


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