Love is

Love is the assurance, that no matter what...no matter where...your heart is safely kept and treasured by the one you gave it to.
 
True Love never cost a cent..just yourself and how much of you, are you willing to put yourself into it.
 
Love is spending the last 5 million 929 thousand minutes being in love with you1 :heart:
 
... a patient and understanding friend, who sits quietly beside you even while you rail and fight against her, curse her, banish her, deny her existance... and is still there 3 months on...when you are ready to slide your hand into her open ones again... and realise that she was always there with you.
 
Love is...

Loving him through his moods, knowing they're a part of him and accepting them as such, knowing I've got my own moods he loves me through and accepts as a part of me.

OK, my love. I'm a little slow. I've been with you through 9 1/2 months of times of moodiness, and your moods are no easier to live with than mine are. I don't know what made tonight different, though. It's like an epiphany hit, and I realized that it's a mood, not a break-up; it's about you taking care of yourself tonight. And somewhere in all that, I came to the very calm realization that I'm just going to love you through this, knowing and trusting that you will be back in my figurative arms soon, my literal arms not too long after that. I love you, even in your moodiness. :heart:
 
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Love is ...

Feeling your heart racing when you hear his footsteps approaching the front door as he returns home from work. :heart:
 
When Jane initially met Tarzan in the jungle, she was attracted to him, and during her questions about his life, she asked him how he had sex?

"Tarzan not know sex" he replied.

Jane explained to him what sex was.

Tarzan said "Oh, Tarzan use knot hole in trunk of tree."

Horrified Jane said, "Tarzan you have it all wrong, but I will show you how to do it properly." She took off her clothing and lay down on the ground.
"Here" she said, pointing to her privates, "you must put it in here."

Tarzan removed his loincloth, showing Jane his considerable manhood, stepped closer to her and kicked her in the crotch!

Jane rolled around in agony for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually she managed to gasp for air and screamed "What did you do that for?"

Tarzan replied, "check for squirrel
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Love is frequently mis-diagnosed by most human beings who confuse it with chemistry.
Love is not possessive, love is free.
Love is not afraid, love is secure.
Love has nothing to do with sex, though sex can frequently be used to express love. Or a total lack of it.
Love is not an exchange, it is a gift. It works best when it is returned in kind, but that's not a requirement.
Love is not short term, if you don't love someone 6 months after "falling in love" you were never in love in the first place (see the first comment).
Love has very little to do with chemistry and a lot to do with commitment and compatibility.
Love can fade with time, love can let go and move on, and sometimes, in really bad places, love can turn to hate. But rarely does love want to go there.
 
Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
 
Thank you

omahaman2 said:
Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

You prove this to be true each and every day. :kiss: :heart:

Love is...

Putting up with hot flashes and panic attacks. :eek:

:heart:
 
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