Love..

    Love is much more than hugging somebody, much more than falling for somebody's looks, much more than praising somebody, much more than sending somebody "I love you" messages every night before sleeping, there is a lot more to love..

Love is when you look into a baby's eyes and feel so light for that one moment..

Love is when you behave crazily without hesitation and you know that you will not be judged..

Love is when you laugh uncontrollably and all of a sudden realize that the other person is just enjoying the view of your happiness..

Love is when you feel that the other person is not someone else, but just a mirror image of yourself..

Love is when you feel safe and secure to confess your mistakes and weaknesses..

Love is when you say I am OK and mean I am not all OK..

Love is when you dream of that person, involuntarily..

Love is when you expect a lot, and you don't get it all and yet you can't help but love them more..

Love is when you hope for the impossible to happen..

Love is when you get hurt many many times and don't mind making the same mistake of trusting somebody..with all your heart and soul..

Love is when you know that no matter what, you can't ever hurt that person intentionally..

Love is when you remember stupid silly things about somebody which he/she herself forgets..

Love is when you fantasize about some special conversations and incidents..

Love is when you spend the most memorable moments at the most unexpected places..

Love is when you are ready to sacrifice a big deal to make somebody smile..

Love is when you just can't control your tears when you are with someone..

 Love is when you simply don't hesitate to apologize..

 Love is when you know that no matter how bad things turn out to be, someone will always be there for you..to understand you..to forgive you and to raise you up again, each time you fall..


Love is when you think of someone when you listen to some beautiful lyrics..

Love is when you think of someone when you are traveling alone..

Love is when you feel proud to be with somebody..

Love is when you forget the rest of the world during somebody's presence..

Love is when you feel very special when that person compliments you..

Love is when you pray - not necessarily to have that person in your life forever, but for that person to be happy always..

Love is when you know you are dreaming and its nowhere near reality and you ignore your mind's advices and continue dreaming..just to live those few happy moments..


Love is when you feel that everything is perfect when you are with somebody, and the universe celebrates your oneness..


Love is when the heart takes the mind along to flow into the deep waters of happiness, peace and belongingness..



    

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