What
is Love?
I love you. I. Love. You. Three little words that, when put together, can be a very lethal combination. On the other hand, those three words can bring joy and happiness into ones life.
Has anyone ever really analyzed this phrase? I love you. In the dictionary, love is defined as a feeling of passion, devotion, or tenderness for, and it is also defined as a strong affection.
Can love truly be felt, and is there such thing as pure love? Or is infatuation more prevalent than love?
I've probably asked myself those questions over a million times, and I've always come up with the same answer; no. In my quest for finding true love, I have failed.
I've begun to wonder if I'll ever be in love, ever feel the things that everyone tells me gives you this sensation that lifts you off your feet and takes you to a place you've never been before. That place is where you only see the person that you've fallen in love with, only feel their tender arms holding you and their sweet kisses upon your lips.
I wish that just for once in my life I could be in love. Just for once, I want to experience a kiss that can take me away into another world, my dream world. Just for once, I want to feel that burning passion and desire that fills you up when you're with the one you love, and makes you ache when you're apart. And for only once, I want to hear those dreadfully anticipated words, I love you, whispered into my ear.