Love is a heated up meal with stinkin wine and a baby crying in the background

Today I asked my friends and work colleagues to send me their thoughts, feelings, and memories about what they think love is (I didn’t put in the religious ones as there are other days for that).  You might not agree with them all, but here they are.

Every love story is unique.

Love is a heated up meal with stinkin wine and a baby crying in the background.

You can’t make somebody love you.

Love is saying ‘That doesn’t look good on you.’

If you love someone tell them then and there before the moment passes you by.

Love is the antidote to apathy.

Love means you are free to be who you are.

You will fall in love more than once.

Love is not having to have sex X times a month for your relationship to work.

Love does the hoovering.

Love is not having to say sorry for the same thing twice.

Love is rubbing someone’s feet until they fall asleep.

Love is snuggling.

Love has it’s own language.

Love will make you feel so happy that there are no words to describe it.

Love is stronger than death.

Love is hell.

There is no balance in love like mathematics, it has to be one loves the other more.

I hate love.

Love is all you need.

Love is a choice worth making.

Its kinda like having a best best friend who you know is your best friend cause you’re their best friend too and even when they are being sooo annoying you still dont like anyone more than them and you both just know you’re stuck together forever but you are really happy about that.

Whoever first invented holding hands must have been so in love cause they didn’t even wanna let each other go for a moment.

There is no greater gift than to love and to be loved.

I love toffee crisps.

Love is a gift that’s unexpected, undeserved.

Love at first sight is easy to understand; it’s when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle.

Love brings out the best in two people.

I know I’m loved when I don’t have to worry about doing something wrong because they will love me anyway.

Love hurts like hell (would rather use a proper curse word) sometimes but somehow its still worth the pain.

“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” – Dr. Seuss

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