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You know, I have been seeing things very philosophically lately. I have to say I do not know what love is definitively. I think what we label as 'love' may not be what 'love' really is. For me, 'love' is a deep desire for happiness for someone besides ourselves. However, there is also Christian love of our neighbor, which calls upon the same feeling, but not as intensely or personally.

If actual physiology can change in Pavlov's dogs by the conditioning of outside stimuli, I am not so sure that the things we explain as what we 'feel' is not also a result of the same conditioning of the stimuli in our own lives.

There is on man that I still love dearly. But he has never completely left my life, and he is a wonderful dad to our child, which has been able to continue fueling the feeling of 'love'. However, I once felt that 'love' with two others, who have long since left my life, along with that feeling. I wonder, had they remained some part of my life that fueled respect for them, would I still be feeling the deep kind of love for them too? IF my child's father had left, would I still love him dearly? Conditioning is a major part of whatever we call 'love'. But I do know it ebbs, and flows, and evolves, and regresses, depending on our environment and circumstances.

Unconditional ove is when you truly care about someone, and dont need/want anything in return.

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Love is a thing that always makes you happy without disturbing the object

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NICELY said

I’ve just read all the posts on this subject.
I’m surprised mostly men have commented. Not many women.

That's because women already know the answer and they want you (us) to guess what it is .

A sweet answer

Sonnet 116 says it very well

Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love
which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle’s compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Love is sacrifice. Even as the object of your affection changes, your love does not. It does not wander towards every whim. It does not see age or infirmity. It does not demand love in return. It is not a social contract with clauses set forth that must be upheld, maintained or abided. It does not ask for, but instead gives. It is devotion to another's needs, even at the denial of your own. If it is not these things, it is not love.

What is love baby don't hurt me...I can't see those words without thinking of this song

sexi

Love,

It is the passion your heart desires for a long the way its walls of vulnerability will open up.
Once you have opened up those walls of vulnerability the heart now knows for it has found the Love and soul it has been searching for.
For along this new journey of Love your heart has long searched for will find many heartbreaks from those whom have no desire to Love they heart that has battled many types of heartbreaks.
Now that you have conquered all heartbreaks and gained the strength to heal the walls of vulnerability once again but now they are stronger and heavily guarded with wisdom.
Love in the end has no boundaries because as you age through the journey of life you will slowly put your guards down and find the temptation of Love with the wisdom you have inherited throughout this journey will trust yet again in the Love your heart continues to seek.

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