Love is like the tides...always changing, ebbing and flowing. Not just the love for our significant others, but for the "others" in our lives. Some people get anxious about change, they cut the ties, throw the anchor and move on before they have to deal with it. Some people sit back and let the changes roll off, never letting it affect them. Some- the smart ones- note the changes, tip their hat, and adapt to the rock and the roll. It never stays the exact same, it is a life of it's own.
In my more cynical moods, I think love is a term used for when we are in adoration of someone's qualities that we wish we had, or that love is subjective to any given time during which both parties are equally at peace. In my most magnanomous moods (sp), love is the combination of passion, happiness and direct respect to someone in particular, mixed in with spontaneous romantic feelings that require no effort. This, is the best.
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