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Love is a expensive thing so that you can't buy it wherever.So the people who throw it about are addleheads.It's more important than life.So if you get true love you have everything.If a man has lost his life,his love will leave for the heaven,and become a sempiternal thing.

Love is a mix of subsidized such as  hurtings,burns,shivers and cry all these lead to die

love is chance and luck

Love is an ice-cream.. It can melt so fast.

Love is a couple of tea..It can get cold so fast.

or

Love is a Sun..It can rise everyday..

Don't try to explain it…

a year ago, I was liked a boy..And thought that I was fall in love with him..

My cousin asked me > What are you feeling,when see him?

And I answered > When I see him, My stomach is starting to ache!

So, I know just only one thing…

 Love is ''To ache ur stomach,when see him/her'' 

:)

Ohooo..But don't trust my answer :D

The love is not butterflies in the stomach, the love goes beyond what we believe, every person gives him(her) a sense and a different meaning, but really it is something wonderful that makes do to you things that you never imagined and when really these inspired love this feeling is not ended, but it(he,she) grows day after day…

Love is a feeling produced by brain chemistry, it's euphoria that fades after some time. But love is also wanting to be with someone after the euphoria fades.

Love is the thing that you can lose yourself, but you won't let others lose themselves.

Friends,

Love has all ill effects upon us when we remain separate from love,

When our 'I' merges in love it has +ve effeects.

Thanks

  Hello friends… The love burns us for that it is something so(as) beautiful that we cannot contain and that when we have that we cannot do with everything what provokes us, the love hurts for that we are human beings that we feel and which makes us vibrate and also it he, hurts us, the love has many meanings but the reality is that each of us we give him a different meaning, the only thing that is that is something so wonderfully fully of a beauty that does not have they explained, it he, is like to be in the paradise, slightly only the real love is not jealous, it is always a jolt, one must deliver his heart without waiting for anything, to give everything for this person that you love, it is the love, but that when it he, comes to us gives us fear for everything what provokes us and we cannot retain it like and keep it alive.