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You see, this is the problem with things like love. I can describe what love is to me but what that is may not be the same to someone else.
Love is not easily defined. I went through the same process of not knowing what love is. I tried to come up with other words to describe what I was feeling. In my opinion love had been so trivialized by our culture that I couldn't recognize it if I tripped over it and if I did, I sure wasn't going to relate the powerful emotions I was feeling to the dross I was told meant "love".
Finally, after being with my girlfriend (now wife) for about four years. I decided that I didn't give a rat's ass about the external definitions or what our culture said. I started using the work Love to describe the state I was in.
When you are trying to tell someone you love them (and there are different types of love to be sure) why waste time trying to explain it to them (or yourself) just call it love and then *show* them what you mean by doing things that let them know you love them (it's up to you to figure out what that means to you).
So don't worry. Questioning what love means and trying to figure out if you are in love are just a part of life. Especially in the culture in which we live...
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- Old Man Luedecke
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