So, here is the REAL definition of love (Super Fluffy Oneshot )
Title- Love Is:
Author- Unloved_Metal
POV- Bam
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A/N- So I woke up at 5.30 this morning, and couldn’t get back to sleep. So I just stared at the ceiling. And thought about life, soon enough, love. And I started thinking abut what love is. I looked up the definition, and I didn’t like it. It just wasn’t right.
The definition of love:
CORE MEANING: love is used to describe a very strong, positive feeling toward somebody or something. It is used especially to talk about strong romantic or sexual feelings between people; liking used to talk about positive feelings toward somebody or something. These feelings are not as strong as those suggested by love; affection used to describe warm friendly caring feelings between people. It can also be used to talk about a liking for something such as a place; fondness used in a similar way to affection to talk about feelings between people. It can also be used to describe a strong liking or preference for something; passion used to describe an exceptionally intense love for somebody, usually of a strong sexual nature. It can also be used to refer to a strong liking or enthusiasm for something, sometimes of an excessive nature; infatuation used to describe an intense but short-lived and often unrealistic love for somebody, usually of a romantic or sexual nature; crush used to describe somebody’s strong feeling of attraction toward a person with whom he or she is not having a relationship. It is used especially to talk about teenagers and young people.
Love is: the sunrise on a frosty morning shared with you.
Love is: the way your eyes light up when you laugh, so they look like they’re powered by halogen bulbs.
Love is; your dorky laugh.
Love is; you making dinner when its much too early.
Love is; the haphazard way your hair tumbles around your shoulders, and the way it looks like a chocolate halo, when it blows in the wind.
Love is: your singing voice.
Love is: your modesty.
Love is: the way you hug me.
Love is: the scent of musk and Marlboro fags.
Love is: the world ceasing to orbit every time I wake up next to you.
Love is: blind, but I hate that cliché.
Love is: the way my stomach drops to my feet every time you say goodbye.
Love is: Friendship first.
Love is; becoming closer after an argument.
Love is: a battlefield, to quote Pat Benatar.
Love is: seeing you at your worst, and still being attracted to you.
Love is: more than just an emotion, or a state of mind, it’s life.
Love is; knowing how to please you.
Love is: forgetting all the negative.
Love is: the tears I cry when I’m alone.
Love is: emerald eyes and ruby lips.
Love is; porcelain.
Love is: paying attention.
Love is: art.
Love is: poetry.
Love is; a phone call that makes me miss you even more.
Love is; all these thing wrapped into one.
Love is; like cheese, loads of varieties, but all of one origin.
Love is; like an onion, with many layers.
Love is: as vast as every ocean.
Love is; every grain of sand on earth.
Love is: healed heartbreak.
Love is: forgiveness in the face of adversary.
Love is; sponge-bob pyjama pants.
Love is; a tattoo there forever.
Love is: like coffee, the stronger, the better.
Love is; like sugar in lemon, always bittersweet.
Love is; not just a definition in a big book, but a connection, that even when broken, still exists on some level.
Love is: not just an over decorated, wrongly shaped internal organ.
Love is: not always pink, but not always black and white either.
Love is; growing old, or staying young, with the one you love.
Love is; letting the one you want, need, go, for them to truly be happy, even if its not with you.
BUT MOST OF ALL, LOVE IS: INEXPLICABLE, UNDEFINABLE, AND DANGEROUS, BUT WORTH THE RISK.