How did YOU know that you were inlove

I would like to quote Joni Mitchell how says/sings: "Don't it always seem to be that you don't what you've got till its gone". Whit my girlfriend I felt the same. Daily routine made me forget what she ment to me... and I didn't treat her anymore as I should have...
So we broke apart and after some time I realized that she was/is really important for me. During this period I felt as nostalgic and romantic as never before.. It was the first time I noticed that I really loved her and the feelings were different from ones you have when you kiss her the first time.
It was the pain of this breakup-expirience that thought me what true love is...
We came together again and now I'm able to appreciate her more ...

 

When I realized he was the only person I think about NON-STOP. Many may say I'm too young too be in love, but I at least think I love him. He's the first thing I think about before I got to bed, and the first thing I think about when I wake up. All day I think of him and what he's doing and how his day has been. When he talks to me about being upset, I feel physical pain inside my chest. And what's pathetic is that he lives two states away and I have never actually met him.

 

I have the same feeling as yours when I was in love.

Wha's more. I took him beyond my life and I would like to protect him every time even if I am not strong enough. And when I thought about him, I was about to cry.

 

When he cheated on me and he told me on his birtday, crying... Then i realised that i can't aford loosing him, and that i love him too much.... ah thouse days were somthing elese...

 

This is how you know you are in love.

When you have been together so long and spent so much time together that you can't stand eachother anymore, so you spend some time away from eachother and realize after awhile that something is seriously missing in your life. Thats true love.

 

When I couldn't not marry her, in spite of some bad shit! Ha, she was in bed with a bunch of guys within the year. The worst part? Everyone's pity. EEEEeeeooow! Guess I didn't quite hear right. Maybe I'll keep reading this post and try again.

 

Like pornography, you can't define love, but you know it when you see it.
It is very complicated.

Someone set out the various aspects of love: the initial infatuation, the "settling into a relationship" stage, the "finding fault" stage, and the breaking up or committing to a long term relationship stage, which means overlooking or accepting the other's faults (we all have them).

In my case I was married for many years to a woman with whom I was highly compatable, and we had two great kids (twins). She was of Irish descent, and she suddenly succumbed to "the Irish Disease", alcoholism. It took me a while to get over this loss, but I have met a wonderful woman with whom I have been dating/living with for over two years. When my wife died, I asked myself what I wanted in a woman, and I decided I wanted a friend, companion and lover, and I was lucky enough to find her - beautiful, positive, fun-loving, great in bed, world traveler, financially secure, kids raised, very well educated, successful. I am blessed.