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He whispered, cupping Justine's tear stained face. He stared at him for a long time, heart aching to see someone so precious as Justine breaking down in front of his eyes. "You know what's your only fault?" He wiped his tears as he smiled at him. "Your only fault is loving someone so much...someone who doesn't deserve your love." Bob was crying as he smiled at the brunet. "But even that isn't something you should be sorry about." Bob wiped the tears on Justine's eyes. "Because loving is never wrong." He placed a kiss on Justine's forehead, cradling him close to him.

"Did you come all the way here just to lecture me?" "It's just that… You said you care about him, but have you put money where your mouth is? You don't even act like you care. All of his gifts make it irrefutable: he loves you," she replied. "Do you know just how much he's changed for you? He's not even like himself anymore."

She asked out of the blue turning to my side. "I mean how would you describe love in words" looking straight she resumed walking. "Love.... Hmm.... For me, love is not in words, it is in feelings. It is a powerful emotion that attracts two people to each other. It is not necessary that only when you are expressing your love in words then only you are in love. If your love is true then it would be felt by another person even without expressing it" She stopped and turned her face to look at me. "How so?"

I watched her for I don't know how long, minutes or maybe longer. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it might wake her up. The words were right there again, sitting on my tongue. I love you. Just three words and that was all. Three words that should have been easy. But every time I opened my mouth, something closed in my throat. I could feel the familiar fear of letting someone in creep in again. I always believed loving someone meant giving them the power to destroy you, at least that was what I learnt from my parents relationship.

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.

He smiled. “What is love, Maeve?” he asked. I looked at him, wondering why he was asking that suddenly; nobody had ever asked me that question before. “Love is the undying feeling you have for your loved ones. Love is sacrifice. Love is loving someone even though they hurt you; love is wishing your loved one’s everything they would ever want; love is loving someone without expecting anything in return; love is putting your loved one first,” I said, thinking. I have felt all this before, not only for Ario but for my family, too. There are different types of love; it just depends on who is receiving it. He smiled.

But for you author , Love is sense of feeling safe and secure that her family provided her Most of the human thinks that love is a much more potent sentiment than a simple liking for a person and yes it's true , thats why , this sentiment overruled Abhimanyu's mind and made him to take actions against whatever he had for Taapur Taapur knew that ABHIMANYU is a complicatedly simple man who used few syllable to answer or express himself Taapur understand very well that Abhimanyu's love is complex . A complete package of emotionless , rough behavior , passion , Obsession , strong feelings of affection and attraction , protectiveness , warmth, and respect for her But for Taapur , Love is an unres

Chapter 14: What is love? Ari's POV What is love? For some people love is a warm feeling from the pit of the stomach that has the tendency of spreading to the rest of the body, love is the smile on her face and the tears you can't wait to wipe off. Love is the intense feeling to smash something after an argument but you would rather hug her instead. Love is hurt. Love is pain. Love is warm. Love is a long journey between two adults. Love is a decision…a decision I couldn't afford to make right now.

This is the funniest antonym. Love means to understand the other person, to respect him, and even in the worst moments to continue to be there. Supporting them.

Is that what is called LOVE? ***