Maybe I can't tell you what it is.
But I can tell you what it isn't.
Love isn't materialistic.
Love isn't money.
Love isn't sex
..but it is far better when involved.
Love isn't giving up.
Love isn't walking away.
Love isn't fear.
Love isn't doubt.
Love does not know hate.
Love does not commit infidelity.
In fact.
Love is nothing but a word.
That is until one day.
Someone walks into your life.
And suddenly.
That word has meaning.
And the purpose you swore.
That's not made for you.
Now comes in your size.

love is a score of zero.

i have no clue what that means

>.>

Love is pain

tennis.

..pain is found in the absence of.

Love itself is the foundation.
Change leads to the pain.
When it changes.. it is not the same love.
Therefore, it is another word..
It is called sorrow.
Sorrow runs rampant in the absence of love.
..but everyone just blames love.

brahaha

Yes U R so right!!!

Love is unchanging, everlasting, breathtaking, heart stopping, cold sweats, mind numbing, accepting of all that there is while recognizing that any flaws you might had thought there were are really the traits thy make everything that much more special and thus fight to hold and keep even more than before._

Love is a bright light that we are yearning
Evoking us to the core like moths before burning
Love is as pure as Lucipher before his turning
Love is like a candle, so let's keep it burning

Cheers

No.

Just, no.

Love is unconditional

Love is temporary at best. People will only stay with you until something better comes along.
Love is controling as goodness should you want to go out with your friends or just have some space to yourself without being accountable every minute of the day.
Love is selfish as they think you should revolve your whole world around them.
Love is meaningless as no matter how much you give of your heart; its not appreciated and they always want more.
In general Love is just overrated.

..that's not love you speak of.

Love isn't temporary. It takes no vacations.
If you are left for something 'better'..
..it wasn't 'love' to begin with.
Love isn't controlling, insecure people are.
Love is never selfish, love is giving and receiving in return makes it worth it.
Love is not meaningless, because it some way shape or form; we exist as we exit this day, through some form of love.

Love isn't overrated.. it's underrated.

That's the problem..

So many associate love to what it isn't; not what it actually is.

Love can turn into a variety of things; but once the turn happens, it is no longer 'love itself'.

Love is not pain, but it does make you more vulnerable to it.

Love is not suffering, but the absence of it, drives one to feel such.

Love is not compromise, because one side never truly loved.

If I take a cow and get milk from him.
Does that mean I'm drinking cow?
No, I'm drinking milk.

If I turn milk into cheese. Does that now mean I'm having mac and milk?
No, I'm having Mac and Cheese.

If I am in love and she cheats on me.
Does that mean love is the cause of it?
No, they call it infidelity.

Everyone always falsely blames one word when it is not the cause.

Blame love all you want, but giving the meaning of hatred to love, is a misconception.

Life is pain, everything bleeds into each other.

Nice words but quite meaningless. Love makes you do stupid things and not see clearly. It has scammed people out of money, used people for sex, toyed with people's feelings. Its that illusion that if you love someone that they will love you back and never hurt you. Its BS and why anyone would be diluted into thinking they ever needed romantic love puzzles me. Incidentially, if a man leaves his wife of 25 years for a younger woman; you are trying to tell me he never loved her in the first place?

‎"I never use the word, it's loaded. What love means to me is need."

-- John Cale

Yep, I think that sums it up Lex.

Here is a neat poem I just found that says it all.


Love is not real by Joseph Kinser

Love is not real, no matter what you say,
Young passion and lust, they will fade away.
If love is the glue that holds our lives together,
Why does it run, before things get better?

Love is wicked. Love is cruel.
Laugh at me, but you're the fool.
And you'll figure it out before you die,
This thing called love is just a lie.

If love is true then tell me how
I'm sitting right where I am now.
If you give your heart it will only be shattered,
And the walls will fall, your flag waves tattered.

I will not open up, will not let you in,
For I know from the beginning how it will end.
So take your love and keep it, far far from me,
I don't want the fruit from that poisonous tree.

Leave me here by myself in this dark cubby hole,
Stay away from my heart, away from my soul.
Love IS real, but has only one purpose,
To build us, then destroy us. To heartlessly hurt us.