The word love is usually misused or misinterpreted. There are numerous meanings and definitions to this overly used word. Not many of them make much sense to me. Love is a feeling of complete bliss. Love is something that can’t be touched or bought, but is something that is much better than money and earthly objects. I can stay here and describe love all day long and still have so much more to say about this word days later. Love isn’t a word that should be used lightly, but usually is. I believe that love is the most commonly used, but most understood word ever known
Some people get the word love mixed up with lust. People do this because they tend to forget that when in love, sex is never a necessity but an accessory to the feeling. Lust and love have so many differences it is considered ridiculous. Some people say that they ...view middle of the document...
A man is walking down the road and sees a beautiful woman, he feels as if he’s knocked off of his feet. He approaches this woman and tells her how much he loves her. The woman in return, slaps him and walks away. He then decides to give up and goes home. If this man was in truly in love he would never have given up. He would never have given up for the simple reason that when love is concerned, giving up or quitting is never an option. When love is truly used correctly there is no turning back and there are no regrets.
The word love according to wordnetweb, is defined as a strong positive emotion of regard and affection. That definition does no justice to this word. I define love as a state of complete euphoria. I say this because that is how I feel about that word and the feeling it gives. In all truth I don’t believe the word love can ever be correctly defined. I say this because every person has their personal definition for this lovely word. Some people believe love is when the person in love would do anything for the other and expect nothing in return. I think that is completely and utterly wrong. When in love something should be expected in return. I say this simply because it makes no sense to be in love alone. I’m not talking about earthly objects such as jewelry, clothes, or money. I’m talking about affection, a caring attitude, gratitude, devotion, and maybe even some loyalty. Those things are not a lot to ask for. They’re not wrong to want or expect either.
Love, to me, is something that is earned and not easily given. It is a gift that keeps on giving no matter the day or time. It is something so beautiful yet so complex. Love is something that comes with such ease that the pure emotion alone surprises us. Love is something so attainable yet so easily taken for granted by the users of the word. Love is a fire that burns inside of all of us, some deeper than others. Love to me is the definition of happiness.