Too many times a day, i ask myself the question “What is love?” is it that feeling that you get when someones (metaphorically) owns that special place in your heart? or is it the thing that causes that feeling? Love is a little bit too many things, and is responsible for too many decisions (wise and stupid alike). In my opinion love is an overused word for such a powerful thing…hell…love is a powerful subject. In fact, anyone can go on about if for days. I think once that one question is answered, my life would be so complete.
