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What is love really at the end of the day?
Is love moment in bed where you wish it would never end?
Is love staring at someone and thinking they are the most beautiful person you've ever seen and admiring every inch of their body?
Is love those butterfly feelings you get and what happens if they go away?
Why is it that when you are with someone new you feel like, yep this is it?.
Why is that some people find love so late in life and other so early?
Why is it our grandparents could be together 50 years and now a days marriages fail like no tomorrow?
So really at the end of the day....do we really know what love is?