What is Love?

What is Love?

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He looked at her with a hope of agreement. He had fallen in love with her the very first their eyes had met. The cool breeze blew her brown hair and her eyes shone under the rays of the sun. 'Please,' He pleaded. He would never plead to anyone for he felt a shame to his dignity but that moment he knew that would be his everything. Nina placed her palm on his chest. 'His heartbeat is racing faster than an average human heart and his temperature is increasing momentarily. This must be the feeling of love.' She thought to herself as she looked at his eyes. She jerked her hands off him and looked away. 'I am sorry but-but I don't understand love.'
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"He looked at her like he just realized what love is." ✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩ "Can I..." I hesitated for a moment, but because it's the one thing I needed most, I pushed through, "will you just hold me for a minute." He didn't hesitate and tugged me against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around me, and then I felt his breaths warming the top of my head. Slowly, I turned my cheek, and then I listened to his steady heartbeat. I shoved all my fear, my confusion, and my uncertain feelings for him aside and allowed myself to be weak. I closed my eyes, and grabbing hold of his sides, I fisted the fabric of his shirt. Before the tears come, I pulled away from him but he took one look at my face then yanked me back to him. Emotions whirled in my chest, and then a new one joined the chaos. Affection. It's as if he knows exactly what I need without me having to say a word. He pressed kisses against my hair, his voice an anchor that kept me from drowning as he murmured, "It's okay, love." Another kiss, and his arms clamped tightly around me. "You have me."

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