My head is in a spin
My feet don’t touch the ground
Because you’re near to me
My head goes round & round
My knees are shaking baby
My heart it beats like a drum
It feels like
It feels like i’m in love
Aint felt this way before
But I know that i’m turned on
This time it’s something baby
I can’t turn off
My knees are shaking baby
My knees shake
My heart beats like a drum
It feels like
It feels like i’m in love

Something along those lines.

In the beginning, it was a heady feeling of warmth all the time. My heart beat faster when I saw or spoke to my beloved. I was thinking about him and about us all the time. I longed for his touch.

Ha ha – it depends on when in love you’re talking about. At the beginning it’s all hormones and chemicals. Exciting stuff!
It’s when you can still miss that person when your’e away from them and think about them and it makes you smile after 5 years or more that I believe you can truly feel the warmth of love.
:)

As if you have one foot out of reality…and in some primal place. You daydream about their touch, smile…the simplest of things. You don’t necessarily wish to eat. You look forward to dinner, only to be embraced while you are cooking.

All of your anticipatory juices feel as if they want to explode.

Being in love, for me, is different than being infatuated. When I first fell in love with my husband I thought about him all the time, often with a smile on my face. I wanted to talk to him all the time. I wanted to touch him all the time. My heart raced when any of the above happened. But all those feeling I have now identified as being infatuated by him.

The feelings of love grew over many years of ups and downs. Working together towards common goals. Supporting one another through hardships. Now when I think about him I still smile but that smile is based on many years of shared existence. The smile is often accompanied by some tears of imaginings of him not being here for what ever reason. I couldn’t imagine my life without him.

It feels amazing – like this is truth.

For me, it feels like there is a light deep inside me glowing and providing me with a warmth I’ve never experienced before. My heart races just at the thought of my husband and I still get butterflies in my stomach when I hear his ringtone on my phone or see a new e-mail from him.

@tranquilsea It’s probably just semantics, but to me, ‘in-love’ is after infatuation, but before ‘love’. To me, you describe love…the long term version.,,the one we all hope for. Good for you.

@MissA Thank you. I feel very lucky to have found such a wonderful guy.

At the beginning it’s an obsession and a high like you can’t believe.

Years later, it is something entirely different.

It’s like having a reason to live.

@stranger_in_a_strange_land

If being in love feels like “having a reason to live”,,,
I don’t know, ‘sounds a little skewed to me. It’s like
saying that you’re not anything without this other person.
To which I reply, “Bullshit.”

@MissA I think that he’s saying that’s what it feels like, rather than what it is.

@Symbeline You’re probably right. Sorry…

@MissA @Symbeline I meant that it feels like life, purpose, rather than mere existence. I don’t have a very tight grip on my own life per se, goals and duty drive me; but if I can make things better for someone I care about, it gives me a sense of meaning and purpose, even a degree of savor to life.

Yes @stranger_in_a_strange_land… the more you love, the more you can…

Well I’m just taking a guess. It seems to have different meanings for several people.

it depends. I mean, if I am with that person, it feels like…. like I’m alive. I wake up with a really stupid smile, I’m very happy, I never listen to what people say to me, I mean, I just can’t. I’m too busy thinking about that person I’m in love with. the world seems more beautiful to me, and I’m listening to lovesongs all day xD I like it :p

but, if I’m in love with someone, but I can’t be with him, it feels awful. all I wanna do is cry, cry, cry, cry. I can do crazy things, only to have other people around me, it’s like I try to ‘replace’ that person with friends. I don’t know what to do, I’m always thinking of that person, and how nice it would be, if we were together. and I’m sad. and I get so crazy sometimes