I wrap up my conversations on msn. I use that awful organic green toothpaste on my braced teeth and stare at the orange&pink, hoping it wont fade. Hoping people would assume that the colours reflect my personality? I turn the air-con to 25 degrees, global warming in mind. (i normally sleep at 23-24.) I push my hair down before laying on my pillow, hoping my hair will not rebel against me in the morning.
Then comes the thinking.
Last night, the topic of the night was Love.
What is Love?
[EDIT] I was talking about the wordly love between couples. I know God is love, but that kind of perfect love can never be shared between humans. [/EDIT]

Is love the tingly feeling you get when you see her smiling at you? The speed at which your heart beats. The visual pleasure of seeing her smile, thinking 'is she smiling because she is happy to see me or is she just smiling cos i'm smiling at her first? did she know i was staring at her? Oh god.'

Is love the sleepless nights you spend thinking of how lovely it'll be to throw him onto a bed and make mad passionate love to him, kissing till your lips peel away and revealing your libido so strong, a thirst that will never be quenched, your body aching to be touched, heart beating in time with his as you squirm in pleasure?

Is love giving the last of your favourite candy to her even though you were saving it for later and knowing she won't appreciate your kind gesture? The feeling that you'd give her anything, even if no one knew, to make her proud of you. That you'd kill for her, you'd give up any organ to her if she needed a donation. That you'd do all this for her, even if you know she will never reciprocate.

Is love the burning, insane jealous feeling you get when you see a girl, any girl at all, talking to him, Touching his shoulder, laughing at everything he says, and him making no effort whatsoever to resist the temptation to do the same to her. Looking over at you, hoping you won't be jealous, or perhaps hoping you would be.

is it just this feeling, this unexplainable feeling that you have, thinking of her day and night, first thing on your mind when you wake up and the last thing on your mind before you disappear into that non-existent feeling of sleep.

Is it mutual use of each other, you give me what i need, i give you what you need and we're all happy.

Or is it.. all the above?

And how can we claim to love people when we ourselves don't know exactly what love is?
Please tell me what you think love is! I need/want to know.
(9:53 PM)