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The most common retrospect of love is. . .Blissful moments that capture your mind by paralyzing your heartbeat and making your eyes sweat lakes of the inability to stop.

You cant emancipate yourself from the words that he speak or the dancing of the both of you guys' skin as you embrace.

Your spirit lifts as high as the yellow drum of benevolence and its conflagrant fiery branches that hug you with heat.

Your knees buckle at the meeting of your mouths and all senses become numb except for taste, so taste the sun because he or she is your sunny delight, and the one who holds you when daydreams become the mares of your night that gallop through thoughts and trample over your life.

But yet and still on one knows what love truly is. . .

because what feels good consumes the bad, so when you cry alone and a silent speech is spoken through eye contact from another person it seems like a light has filled you empty heart, but something does fill you vacancy, just not the way you thought, and when its all done you feel this vacancy, and he goes after he comes and this memory of "love" is all you have.

So now all your feelings hangover your head, and the drinks began to flow and pour, when no one wants to fill your vacancy anymore, you open up to everything and all the feelings wont fill your vacancy, because all this vacancy left was a confused whore.

He feels the same but only he cant explain, how the feelings he thought he had, were all in vain. So he walks in the streets while his heart has a strain. A smoky night lead to a steamy love and he thought he was new to this game of love. Turns out he was just used and his value went down, and so the only princess he can get hardly ever wears a crown.

But that still doesnt answer the question, what is love? my explanation is that love is a drug.
Drugs get you higher than you could sober, but too much could down you to a rocky bottom.

Drugs are the reason for complete and utter bliss, but drugs fade.

So when these pills rape your throat, and the syrup tickles you tongue you overdose wishing you could once feel the bliss you first felt, and you fail because love is a moment never to be found again.

So aimlessly you search for love when you dont even know what it is. . .

But a new question has arrived, would i do the same thing?
Simply the answer is yes, because. . .

I love that feeling. <3

Description
The most common retrospect of love is. . .Blissful moments that capture your mind by paralyzing your heartbeat and making your eyes sweat lakes of the inability to stop.

You cant emancipate yourself from the words that he speak or the dancing of the both of you guys' skin as you embrace.

Your spirit lifts as high as the yellow drum of benevolence and its conflagrant fiery branches that hug you with heat.

Your knees buckle at the meeting of your mouths and all senses become numb except for taste, so taste the sun because he or she is your sunny delight, and the one who holds you when daydreams become the mares of your night that gallop through thoughts and trample over your life.

But yet and still on one knows what love truly is. . .

because what feels good consumes the bad, so when you cry alone and a silent speech is spoken through eye contact from another person it seems like a light has filled you empty heart, but something does fill you vacancy, just not the way you thought, and when its all done you feel this vacancy, and he goes after he comes and this memory of "love" is all you have.

So now all your feelings hangover your head, and the drinks began to flow and pour, when no one wants to fill your vacancy anymore, you open up to everything and all the feelings wont fill your vacancy, because all this vacancy left was a confused whore.

He feels the same but only he cant explain, how the feelings he thought he had, were all in vain. So he walks in the streets while his heart has a strain. A smoky night lead to a steamy love and he thought he was new to this game of love. Turns out he was just used and his value went down, and so the only princess he can get hardly ever wears a crown.

But that still doesnt answer the question, what is love? my explanation is that love is a drug.
Drugs get you higher than you could sober, but too much could down you to a rocky bottom.

Drugs are the reason for complete and utter bliss, but drugs fade.

So when these pills rape your throat, and the syrup tickles you tongue you overdose wishing you could once feel the bliss you first felt, and you fail because love is a moment never to be found again.

So aimlessly you search for love when you dont even know what it is. . .

But a new question has arrived, would i do the same thing?
Simply the answer is yes, because. . .

I love that feeling. <3