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Love


            
             This is a rather difficult topic to write about. There is no true definition thus making "Love" not a word but a definition or explanation of its own. It is an odd application wherein you may look for its definition in either one of two situations. There is love which you feel for family, and then there is the more complicated version which you would use to describe the feelings towards your mate or lifetime partner.
             Family oriented love is less complicated to define. This is because the love you feel for your family is inbred from the day you are born. It is unconditional, meaning no matter how horrible your relationship with your family is the love will always be there. Love, in this case is like the glue that will always keep you together no matter how hard the times get, glue being a metaphor for blood in this case.
             Then there is the "Love" that everybody dwells upon. Considering no one definition describes the different "life partner" relationships of all humanity, there will never be a universal definition. Everybody who has been in a true relationship can tell you their version of what they conceive to be "Love". I, myself being in love once in my life, too have a unique conception of love. It is an addiction. It is an addiction because it can be taken away from you. As a person literally develops a relationship leading to a certain level of achievement, which they call love, they are prone to human error just as anything else man-made, and certainly a relationship is man made, can fail, as any habit can be ended. My personal experience has led me to this conclusion. I had developed a relationship with this girl for a year and a half, and had truly accepted my feelings towards her to be "Love". Nevertheless, many factors relevant to human nature had failed our bond. Our break up had brought a great deal of pain to me and thought it would never leave. Nevertheless, through avoidance, my pain had faded, the pain I thought to be brought upon me by my acceptance of love had surely not been terminal.


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