LOVE

when we claim that it's love that we have for someone, are we correct? hmmm..that's something to ponder upon....
Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest when you see them, or at least think about them?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS CALLED LIKE.
You cant keep your eyes or hands off of them, am i right?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS LUST.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS LUCK.
Do you want them because you know they're there?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS LONELINESS.
Are you there because that's what everyone wants?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS LOYALTY.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS LOW CONFIDENCE.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you dont want to hurt them?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS PITY.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS INFATUATION.
Do you pardon their faults because you care bout them?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS FRIENDSHIP.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?
ITS NOT LOVE, ITS CHARITY.
Does your heat ache and break when they're sad?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Do you accept their faults because they are a part of who they are?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Would you allow them to leave you, not because they want to but because they
have to?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?
THEN ITS LOVE.
Now, if love is so painful, and tortures us so, why do we love? Why is it all we search for in life? This pain, this agony? Why is it all we long for? This torture, this powerful death of self? Why?
The answer is so simple cause its...LOVE. It is such an addiction that even people who are not having it wish to experience and share it.
That is simply the speciality of LOVE.