Love: an intense affection for another person based on familiar or personal ties. I don’t think anyone can really explain what love feels like. Is love waiting all night for him to call? Then when he finally does call, you don’t seem to mind that you waited so long to hear his voice because you can’t stand to be mad at him. Is love going crazy every time you see him with another girl? Or thinking about him 24/7? Can you be in love with out that person loving you back? Or without kissing them, Or even going out on a date with them first? Why does love have to be so confusing? Why can’t they teach us love in school Like math or science? Why is it so hard to get over someone you “love”? Why does it seem so easy for some people to fall in and out of love? Was it real love they fell out of? Or was it just love of the relationship? Why do you always fall in love with the one person you can’t have?Birth sign: Scorpio
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