Looking for LOVE

Goldie Munro

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I have been in love - like BEEN in love a couple of times - what does LOVE mean to you?
 
Goldie Munro said:
what does LOVE mean to you?


love is that semi-queezy feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you see her (or him) smile at you for the first time...really smile, where the eyes seem to look deep into your soul, and you suddenly know that, hey...

I'M IN LOVE with this person! :)
 
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gotwood49 said:
love is that semi-queezy feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you see her (or him) smile at you for the first time...really smile, where the eyes seem to look deep into your soul, and you suddenly know that, hey...

I'M IN LOVE with this person! :)
Oh yeah but its even more than that - isn't it?
 
Oh, yeah...so much more.

It's watching the other, and delighting in the way their face screws up when they're doodling...

It's the feeling of pride you get when you see someone else looking at them, and you know that they're YOURS...

It's listening to their breathing while they sleep. For an hour...

It's...damn, it's hard to explain! :rolleyes:
 
Oooooo - just finished a whole story on this subject. Will be submitting it next Thursday! I'm so excited. :D
 
Goldie Munro said:
I have been in love - like BEEN in love a couple of times - what does LOVE mean to you?
Poets, bards, authors and artists have written millions of volume about it, and so far, noone have gotten it right.

I'm a little bit of an agoraphobe. I mean, I have no problem going anywhere, or meeting people and such. But it at home, and only there, that I can really relax and be myself. It's a very odd feeling of being safe, private and perfectly adjusted to your surroundings. This feeling is reserved for the two places I call home.

Unless I'm in love. Then anywhere I go with that person feels the same way.

#L
 
Love is waking up next to them, with their hair mused, makeup off, after they have been snoring all night and still thinking they are the most desireable person in the world.
 
I kind of liked Calvin and Hobbes answer to this question. (Too bad I can't find it now.:mad: )

My personal feelings on this are Love is the emotional name we place on the drive to put another persons welfare, health and happiness above our own.

Cat
 
Most of my stories are explorations of this question. Love is the biggest determinant of our satisfaction with life. If you can't have the kind you want most, you branch out to other kinds, but it's love every time that makes it worth doing.
 
SeaCat said:
I kind of liked Calvin and Hobbes answer to this question. (Too bad I can't find it now.:mad: )

My personal feelings on this are Love is the emotional name we place on the drive to put another persons welfare, health and happiness above our own.

Cat

Oh, I just thught that was cooties!
 
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Liar said:
Poets, bards, authors and artists have written millions of volume about it, and so far, noone have gotten it right.

I'm a little bit of an agoraphobe. I mean, I have no problem going anywhere, or meeting people and such. But it at home, and only there, that I can really relax and be myself. It's a very odd feeling of being safe, private and perfectly adjusted to your surroundings. This feeling is reserved for the two places I call home.

Unless I'm in love. Then anywhere I go with that person feels the same way.

#L

Exactly.

And more. But I'll be damned if I could put it into words.
 
True love is when you just know you cannot be truly happy without that person in your life. But if you did lose them, you would want them to be happy, even if you were miserable. (losing by the end of a relationship, not death)

It is when you feel ready to burst due to all the emotions bombarding you when you think or see that person, definately when you see them smile, or that certain twinkle in their eye (or whatever it is you like..)

It is still more than what I've said, but I'm not feeling especially eloquent tonight. I've put it all into words before, but not poetry.. just random spewing.. ;) (such a good word to describe the written description of love eh? Spew)

The somewhat bitter,
-Tolyk
 
SeaCat said:
I kind of liked Calvin and Hobbes answer to this question. (Too bad I can't find it now.:mad: )

Cat

Susie: Hey, Calvin! Are we near a slaughterhouse, or did you forget your deodorant?!

Calvin: Drop dead, Susie! You're so ugly, I hear your mom puts a bag over your head before she kisses you goodnight!

Calvin: It's shameless the way we flirt.

[To hobbes] What's it like to fall in love?

Hobbes: Well... say the object of your affection walks by...

Calvin: Yeah?

Hobbes: First, your heart falls into your stomach and splashes your innards. All the moisture makes you sweat profusely. The condensation shorts the circuits to your brain, and you get all woozy. When your brain burns out altogether, your mouth disengages and you babble like a cretin until she leaves.

Calvin: THAT'S love?!?

Hobbes: Medically speaking.

Calvin: Heck, that happened to ME once, but I figured it was COOTIES!


I LOVE Calvin and Hobbes! :heart:
 
Love is living for a person you're willing to die for.
 
One thing that I've always thought of when I think of love is that it is, in actuallity, nearly eternal.

As I said, if you love someone, you want them to be happy, and in their happiness might you find some of your own. Thus, if you are both happy when together, it makes it seem near bliss.

But if their happiness doesn't include you, it is more of a bittersweet happiness, you are glad they are happy, but not might not be truly happy yourself. (Yes I am aware that I'm saying happy an awful many times)

It doesn't really end. Pieces of my heart will always be "claimed" by the women I have loved, mostly my ex-wife for I am truly in love with her, not just 'puppy love'

Anyways, I'm still not all that eloquent right now, will post more on the subject later.
 
Pain, like grief, can exist along side of happiness.

And I would like to note here that just because someone dies, doesn't mean you stop loving them. I, in fact, love my deceased brother very much still. It hurts that he is gone, but it definately wasn't his fault that he left.
 
she_is_my_addiction said:
Yeah, end. Like they either leave you or die. Take your pick.

I don't believe you can stop loving someone when they die. That shouldn't end the love you feel.

But if they choose to leave? Perhaps that would alter my feelings a bit. And of course I'd let him go.

But I'd cut his balls off first.

:rose:
 
tolyk said:
Pain, like grief, can exist along side of happiness.

And I would like to note here that just because someone dies, doesn't mean you stop loving them. I, in fact, love my deceased brother very much still. It hurts that he is gone, but it definately wasn't his fault that he left.

Lol I love mine too, but that doesn't mean that they haven't left. It hurts. Love=hurt.
 
Goldie Munro said:
I have been in love - like BEEN in love a couple of times - what does LOVE mean to you?

Love to me, ultimately, is peace and a safe harbor. Sounds so simple, but it's so hard to find. :(

Luck,

Yui
 
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