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I found this in an old e-mail...thought you guys might like it..
Do you love someone because you were kissed by them? It's not love, it's inferiority complex.
Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest? It isn't love, it's like.
You can't keep your eyes off of them, am I right? It isn't love, it's lust.
Do you love someone because you can't live without their touch? It's not love, it's lust.
Are you proud and eager to show them off? It isn't love, it's luck.
Do you want them because you know they're there? It isn't love, it's loneliness.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them? It isn't love, it's pity.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? It isn't love, it's infatuation.
Do you think he or she is really gorgeous? It's not love, it's infatuation.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? It isn't love, it's friendship.
Do you share everything with them? It's not love, it's friendship.
Do you tell them that they are the only one you think of? It's not love, it's a lie.
Are you willing to give all of your favourite things for their sake? It isn't love, it's charity.
Would you sacrifice your own life for them? It's not love, it's heroism.
If you love someone because you think that you shouldn't leave him because others think that you shouldn't ... It's not love, it's compromise.
Do you know you love them because you simply cannot live without them? It's not love, it's dependency.
Does your heart ache and break, do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong? Then it's love.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? Then it's love.
Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are? Then it's love.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret? Then it's love.
Would you allow them to leave you, not because they want to but because they have to? Then it's love.
Could you live without them, content with knowing that they are happy? Then it is truly love.
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