"What is love?

Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, and is your voice caught within your chest?- It isn't , love, it's like.
You can't keep your eyes and hands off of them?- It isn't love, it's lust.
Are you proud and eager to show them off?- It isn't love, it's pride.
Do you want them because you know they're there?- It isn't love, it's loneliness.
Are you there because it's what everyone wants?- It isn't love, it's loyalty.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?- It isn't love, it's low confidence.
Do you stay for their confession of love, because you don't want to hurt them?- It isn't love, it's pity.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat?- It isn't love, it's infatuation.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?- It isn't love, it's friendship.
Do you tell them everyday that they are the only one you think of?- It isn't love, it's a lie.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?- It isn't love, it's charity.


Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?- then it's love.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?- then it's love.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?- then it's love.
Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relations pulls you close and hold you there?- then it's love.
Are you attracted to others, but stays faithfully with them without regret?- then it's love.


Would you give them your heart, your life, your death? Think about it for a second."