Descriptiveness

The universe. Expanding, expanding, expanding. And when you think it's going to explode, it just keeps expanding and amazing you.

Stars winking at you from high above; that moment when you see a shooting star.

Being at the top of the roller coaster, and that moment right before you plummet down.

Holding on to a balloon string so tightly, not wanting it to ever fly away.

Electricity shocking your body with every touch.

Warmth and coziness surrounding you.

Your senses igniting and becoming more acute; becoming more aware.

Fire inside you finally igniting and lighting up your eyes and smile more than you thought possible.

Butterflies not only in your stomach, but all around you.

Melting, melting, melting...

The power and confidence to do anything, as long as you're standing there.

Feeling young.

The world becoming more beautiful by the second.

Feeling like everything could last forever, as long as you still care.

The balloon string slowly slipping out of your hand...

And everything is lost.

But sometimes, you're able to catch that string before it gets too far.

And sometimes, that's all you need for everything to be right again.

I love you.

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Dylan: Love is every time you see the person, your stomach drops...I don't know why. That's just what it feels like.

Renee: How to describe love...hm...Feeling completely comfortable with someone, wanting to be with them almost all the time...realizing that you haven't stopped smiling since you've been with them. ;)

Jimmy: Love is just a confidence trick. Nature's way of suckering a mammal with a brain an a long, vulnerable gestation period into repreoducing. We humans can think, so ordinary animal-grade maternal instinct wouldn't be enought to cause human women to go through all that, not if they stopped and thought about what was involved. So there you have love. It's a substistute for rational thought; looking at it that way, it's the complete antithesis of what being human's all bout. We can make choices, which makes us unique. Love takes away all choices, and there you are. Worse still, love inevitably leads to the worst pain of all, when you lose the people you love. Those who complain about not having any love, might as well be complaining about not having a shattered femur. That's all there is to say about that.