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THE MEANING OF LOVE.

  • Beverly Turner
  • Oct 26, 2016
  • 2 min read

THE MEANING OF LOVE. What is the actual meaning of love? Do you know? Is it taking risks to find that other better half that we all desire? Does it come with time, or do you set a price for it? Do you look for it and find it and keep it, or does it come knocking at your door? When you possess it, do you even know that it's love? How do you tell when it's real love and not lust? Why is it so hard to find yet so easy to lose?

Love to me means, sharing and caring to fullest of your ability. Love is when you meet someone and not know them in person and falling in love with their voice. When the person voice, makes love to your ear and makes the anticipation harder of the final meeting. Love is making sacrifices. It's walking that extra mile without considering the risks and factors involved. It's sharing your last penny and your last spoon of chocolate milkshake from Wendy's, and it's your favorite. Laying in bed, all day with a white feather blanket over your silky skin after a long session of lovemaking. When the last thing you want to do is go outside and being in bed is so soothing to the both of you. Love is falling asleep in each other's arms, him breathing on you and you breathing on him as if those were each other's last breaths. It's when you move away from him a little, and he snatches you closer to him as if you were trying to get away. Love is when you drive miles at 3 in the morning to satisfy your needs and his. Love is when you buy that special someone the simplest things that you know they will love. Love is when you take the time to learn their way of living when you stay awake and watch them sleep and admire every feature they have. The moments shared in laughter and the moments shared in pleasure and pain. Moments that leave scars in your heart and permanently leave etches in your memory. Love is a sickness that once you are exposed to it, it's hard to find a cure. Love is when you take chances, and you give opportunities. It's when you mess up and ask for forgiveness and learn how to forgive and forget. Love is learning something new about that special person each and every day. Love is what I have to offer, and love is what I like to receive.

I guess there is no real meaning to the subject. It's an uncontrolled feeling hard to explain yet beautiful to have.


 
 
 

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