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84.Love

Hello again, today is Saturday, December 8, 2012. What is love? Some say its when the breath of a person taken away just by being with the other person. Others reply to "what is love?" by "baby, don't hurt me. Don't hurt me, no more." I usually go with something along the lines of the first response, not the jester's second reply. I've never took part in what schoolmates call "dating" because it seems to burn bridges that took years to make in minutes. However, I've had crushes on people at school. I know how it is to be nervous and unable to move or do anything for a few seconds, making yourself look like a fool. But I don't know about anything after that. Maybe I'll find out one day. Maybe soon.

As always,

ZenMercury,
Keep calm, and what is love to you?

ZenMercury

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Love is many things. I wrote a poem about it. It's a yearning in your heart, its the look that only a mother can give their newborn child. πŸ’š

Hmm. Well, looking at it objectively (which is somewhat impossible...) love is (in the western world) a deep physical and emotional attachment to someone. Feel free to prove me wrongπŸ‘

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