Are you sure you’re in love?!…—>>>check this out!!!
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> > Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, and
> > your voice caught within your chest?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *LIKE*.
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> >
> > You can’t keep your eyes or hands off of them, am
> > I right?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *LUST*.
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> >
> > Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *LUCK*.
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> > Do you want them because you know they’re there?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *LONELINESS*.
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> > Are you there because it’s what everyone wants?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *LOYALTY*.
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> > Do you stay for their confessions of Love,
> > because you don’t want to hurt them?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *PITY*
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> >
> > Are you there because they kissed you, or held
> > your hand?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, its being *UNCONFIDENT*.
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> > Do you belong to them because their sight makes
> > your heart skips a beat?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *INFATUATION*.
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> > Do you pardon their faults because you care about
> > them?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *FRIENDSHIP*.
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> > Do you tell them every day they are the only one
> > you think of?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s a *LIE*
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> >
> > Are you willing to give your entire favorite
> > things for their sake?
> >—>> It isn’t Love, it’s *CHARITY*.
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> > Does your heart ache and break when they’re sad?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
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> > Are you attracted to others, but stay with them
> > faithfully without regret?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
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> > Do you accept their faults because they’re a part
> > of who they are?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
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> > Do you cry for their pain, even when they’re
> > strong?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
> >
> > Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your
> > soul so deeply it hurts?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
> >
> > But do you stay because a blinding,
> > Incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls
> > you close and hold you?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
> >
> > Would you give them your heart, your life, your
> > death?
> >—>> Then it’s *L*O*V*E…
> >
> > Now, if Love is 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?
> >
> > Because it’s…*L*O*V*E…
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