What is love? What makes it so incredibly beautiful,
yet so devastatingly painful?
Is love a mysterious, unquantifiable force, or
the predictable, measurable effects of
complex chemical interactions in our brain?
Is there a formula for capturing love, or
is it merely a role of the dice?
Do we each have one true soulmate,
or are we drawn to those we love through
circumstance and chance?
Perhaps the most well-regarded definition of
love is that true love as we know it involves
3 major elements - intimacy, passion, and commitment
Is this true? That's ultimately up to you
to decide
The only way love can be truly experienced -
by loving and being loved
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