What Is Love

What is love? If you had asked me a few years ago, What is love? All I could have said was, an endless torture of someone who claims to care for you yet does everything they can to tear you apart, making you absolutely miserable and plead for death.
A few years ago I would have said, an entrapment designed to make you feel unworthy and unloved full of tricks and mind games that drives you to lust for another companion just so you can feel that touch of warmth close to your body that you had when you first started dating.
A few years ago, I would have told you, to do everything you can to avoid the abuse and neglect another person can so brutally push forth upon you bringing you the epitome of hell on earth to make you loathe your very existence.
But if you ask me today, What is love?
I can genuinely and gladly tell you without forcing and impersonating myself that love is, a word so hard to explain that even in the dictionary it has so many meanings.
Love is, the feeling that you get when you wake up in the morning and you can do nothing other than accept the fact that the rest of your day your brain will malfunction and glitch out because your only thought consists of the person that makes your heart skip a beat and gives you anxiety just imagining how terrible your life will be if that person were to ever leave you, giving you the feeling of having your soul ripped from you body and leaving you with nothing inside but the dark thought of what once was.
Love is, reminiscing about the time you spent together and how every perfect little moment felt so natural and effortless that you learn to appreciate every detail of every breathe that you take from every little moment that you are awake.
Love, is two people so destined to be together tho time and space embark on a mission to tear them apart and every second they turn around another entity is intruding and attacking them to induce a struggle between two souls devoted to being together and yet do not succeed at tearing them apart.
Love, is facing and overcoming, the obstacles that life has so strategically placed in your path to cause friction and pain between you and the soul that has abducted your heart from the very sector it lays inside of you.
Love, is knowing that the rest of your existence you want nothing more then to wake up to the very same person every morning that you went to bed with the night before.
Love is, being overly contempt with exactly how your life has turned out and never resenting one single moment of anything you have ever done and realizing, that in that moment, it becomes hard to breathe because that one special person has you so brainwashed that the moment they walk in the room you can’t think or move but only stare and acknowledge how beautiful and perfect they are in every way and never wanting to lose those little moments that make life so worth living.
So today, when asked what is love? All I can do is just look at you with adoring eyes because there is absolutely no word or explanation of love and how exactly I feel about my soul mate and the person that takes my breathe away and stops my heart from beating naturally.

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