Monday, April 13, 2009
Crazy little thing called love
After millions of definitions for the word Love we still question ourselves – what is exactly the best way to define love?
Well, although it is such an old fashion subject I still want to write about it.
Love it’s too complex to define and every person in the universe will always have a different definition because you can only describe it the way you feel it.
Love walks many roads and shows some mysterious ways.
Is love the same across the world? Do people react and love the same way?
Is love in India the same as in Sweden or in Portugal?
Yes, love is the same, it is the way you expose and show it ,that is different.
For me it is like a father that does not want to hug his child – will this father loves less? No, it is the way people react that is different.
Will an old person love their pet, a singer loves their music, a cook loves their food, a husband loves their wife or a mother loves their child the same way?
Yes, the difference is how much you give of yourself.
Love will only reveal if you are you, real and exposed, fearless, sad or happy.
Love is when a smile becomes your reason to live, a reason to be grateful.
Love is when you can’t imagine life without that person.
Love is baking a cake with my mom on rainy Saturday’s.
Love is my baby brother saying «you are beautiful»
Love is butterflies on your stomach
Love is in the small details, the strong hand shake, the hug you give.
Love is partnership, union and complicity.
Love is friendship.
Love is my grandmother giving herself to all of us.
Love is my friends, our laughing moments, our sad moments, our fights.
Love is a battlefield.
Love is believing.
Love is how happy you can get for making someone happy.
Love is holding hands on Christmas Eve.
Love is singing out loud my joy for living
Love is attention
Love happens to soul mates – friends, boyfriends, family
You cannot search for love, it just happens, you just feel it, you just can’t stop thinking about it.
Why do people sometimes say “This crazy thing called Love”?
Just because love makes you change, makes you wanna dive in an ocean of happiness and peace, makes you do things that sound and look crazy to others but to you they make all the sense .
Love is never quite what you think.
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