This world is filled with heartbreaks, cliché love stories and impractical expectations and standards set by the young minds. People fall in love every day and then cry when their hearts get broken but the truth is that love is a misconception of a blunder of emotions . It is not a picture perfect story where a guy meets a girl and falls in love and a happy ending takes place. Love is the constant element which keeps you sane when your world is in a whirlpool of catastrophe
I don't know what it feels like to be in love specifically. Maybe because it's still the same?I mean think about it.. You have always been in love with people so why is love associated with only relationships itself? Why do tags define love? Why can't can love your best friend without getting in a relationship ?
Love isn't just a cheesy word associated with fake proposals and confessions...
It's the look of surprise that flashes by the unknown girl's face when you pass her a genuine smile..
It's the feeling which fills you up when you are the reason why somebody who has had their heart broken smiles after a long time..
Its when people believe in life and hope that everything would be alright after their world was destroyed.
It's how your mum gets up in the middle of the night to stroke your hair and whisper that she loves you after you had a fight with her..
It's how your dad gives in to your consistent nagging about getting him giving you a piggy back ride
It's how happy you become when you accomplish something with triumph, it's how your world instantly becomes a better place the moment your dog nuzzles your foot and sleeps in a little ball of fur at your legs.
it's the feeling of satisfaction and emotions which grip you when you finish a book and the story of the character you got attached to finally ends.
It's how you feel at home when you are being an immature little kid dancing around with your best friend and teasing everybody just for the sake of fun
Its when your best friend wraps his or her arms around you and it's just because I it feels fuzzy and you're like ugh gross. The warm feeling which takes over your body when someone genuinely cares and is there for you? That's love.
Love is when home isn't a place but people..
Love isn't slitting your wrist and crying over your heartbreak. Its picking up the pieces again and trusting people. Its the hope that pushes you to be happy and survive even if life is going downhill. Love is indefinite and I hope that you find your own kind of love because trust me it would be right in front of your eyes while you cried waterfalls about the boy who broke your heart and made you give up on life..