Love is joy, it is pain, it is hurt, it is hate, it is death, it is thunder and lighting, it is the rain, it is one of life's great pleasures.
Love can make you feel small or ten feet tall, it will make your heart sing or leave it laying in a sling.
Love is the sweet music that leads us flying into the unknown, not giving a damn where we land or go.
Love is a drug a sweet addiction, not easy to overcome, something we crave and need just like the breath we breathe.
Love can fill your soul, at times feeling it could burst others leaving it burning with an aching need.
Love can cloud your thoughts or clear your mind.
Love will make you find out just what kind of person you really are inside.
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