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is this love?

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You tell someone you love them, and they say “I love you too.” You could be talking to someone you’ve known forever or simply someone that’s captured your attention for the time being. Does it matter? What is love exactly? Love is butterflies in your stomach. Love is your head spinning. Love is forever, and forever is the only word that does love justice. Love has been overused so much, its meaning is starting to become lost, and when someone tells you they love you, you have to think twice about wether or not they actually mean it.

Love is misunderstood. At the risk of coming out on a limb here, and defining for you what love truly means, im going to tell you that your definition of love right now is probably wrong. It’s not about how far you go with someone, or how long you’ve been together. It’s about how much you care and whether or not you always will care. When you’re in love with someone, you have no choice but to care for them forever. Love is accepting them no matter what, and still being there to catch them when they fall. Love is holding them while they cry. When a person just stops talking to another after a breakup, it’s obvious that they were never in love.

If loving ends at goodbye, it wasn’t there to begin with.

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