Love
What is love?, someone had asked me, ive been asked many of times before, but this time ive decided to answer.
"Love is the irrefutable feel lf happiness.
The feeling you get when they slightly brish their hand against yours.
The joy that overwhelms you with their company.
Love takes time, in which could be short or long.
Love can become unbearable at times.
Arguments and fights happen along the way, yet the bond stays strong.
Love can mean romance or plain friendship.
Love is still, though, and indescribable feeling of joy.
But if it turns out all thats been said is fase, than I truly have never loved not one person ever."
I say all this on a whim, words flooding out of my mouth, unable to stop. After i stop talking i think, maybe love is the joy for life itself.
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