So this question has been on my mind alot latley, and I was wondering what you guys thought.
What does love mean??

Love probably means alot of things to different people.
To me love is about being best friends with the person, Trusting them with everything, wanting to be with them every second of everyday. Having someone mean the world to you. Wanting to make them happy in every possible way you can, feeling comfortable around them. There is probably more to what i think love is...but right now i am really tired and cant think...lolz

Here is a litte something that I wrote, when i was thinking about this question. (sorry for all the grammer and spelling mistakes that are probably in there, i admit i am not the best writer out there, and i really stink at it too lolz)

It was probably one of the best nights of her life. She stood there in his arms. Swaying back and forth with the music.
She was in his arms.
She knew it probably meant nothing; He was probably just doing this for her. He had said many times before that he just liked her as a friend. That he didn’t feel that way. But he also said things like,
“I like you…but it’s only when I am around you and talking to you. When I am alone… the feelings..they just go away”
“We both need to move on”
“I just don’t want to hurt you in the long run…if my feelings change.”
“This wasn’t an easy decision for me...it hurts me to.” He had said when they first broke up.
He had changed his minds many times, and once again, they were just friends. But here she was, In his arms, his face buried in her hair, his arms wrapped around her tightly. But somehow, she knew it was only because he wanted to make her happy. But yet, part of her mind was screaming that he does love her, that he really does care about her. But at that moment she didn’t care. All she cared about was that he was holding her close. She couldn’t think of anything else except that his arms were around her. She felt safe. The song ended, and they both slowly drew apart as a new loud song started to play.
“Um...You’re a really good dancer.” He said.
“Uh thanks.” She stuttered, for she was still shaky from the dance. She felt so scared and alone now that she wasn’t in his arms. She had felt safe and happy, and nothing else had mattered at the time. She knew the dance would end, but it came to fast, she wished it hadn’t had come and that she could still be in his arms. She had millions of butterflies in her stomach and her heart was racing.
Now, every time she thinks of the dance, she feels his arms close around her, she feels the motions of them swaying back and forth. She feels his sweet breathe across her face. She feels her stomach lurch with happiness and her mind spin. She feels her heart start to race. She dreams about him every night, of the dance they shared, the same thing, except at the end he whispers in her ear “I love you…and I always will.”
In her mind she knows, That if some perfect guy came along. A guy who was smart, athletic, handsome, rich. Perfect in every way, she would not pick him. Instead she would pick her best friend, the sweet, clumsy, caring, and cute guy, That meant the world to her.
She knew, She was lucky for him to want her as a friend. She smiled at that thought and even though it made her sad, she was also very happy, to know that he still wanted her to be apart of his life. Tears of joy and sadness washed down her face. She knew, if they were meant to be. It would happen, someday. It just takes time and patience for things to fall into place.


So what do you guys think of love??

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I agree with some of the things u sed in what love means to u. Love to me means that u can never live without that person, u trust them with even the secrets u never told ne one else, u want to spend every second with them and when ur away from eachother they are on ur mind constantly. U dream about ur future together and cant imagine it any other way. When u think about them it brings a smile to ur face and lights up ur eyes. Love is the most amazing feeling in the world.

Love is caring for someone enough to want them happy despite what you want. Hopefully they feel the same way about you. If not, Love can suck.

I met my husband 3 years ago..and i am sure that i am in love with his smile and i always want to spend my time with him but unfortunately he wasn't mine that time. But now after we married i still feel the same like when first time i met him. I love his smile and i always want to be with him every single second of my life. If he left me somewhere i will get really crazy.

Love is warmer then his favourite hoodie
Love is the security you feel when he wraps his arms around you
Love is the tingle down your spine when he kisses you
Love is seeing your future mirrored in his eyes
Love is when you can sit with him for two hours and not have to say a word
Love is missing him when he's in the next room
Love is when he chooses to watch the Notebook with you rather then play rugby with his mates
Love is knowing that he'd lay down his life to save you
Love is giving him your heart and trusting him not to break it
Love is wanting him to be happy, even if it's not you who makes him happy
Love is understanding
Love is unconditional
Love cannot be bought
Love cannot be sold
Love is taking an ultimate risk

Love is harder then you could ever imagine
But better to have loved and lost then never loved at all.