Luck of the Irish Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 I was in love once. A long time ago. Love means pain. Giving up all of yourself and trusting someone with that. Loving someone brings joy to you, but being loved in return has no comparable feeling. When in love you don't just view someone's life as "equal to your own." That life is more important than yours. You would die for that person. Once you accept that you're already dead, you can truly live. Quote Link to comment
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