Let’s talk about Love.
I haven’t been in Love for many years.
Is there a better feeling than Love (drug induced or not)
I ‘love’ many things and people but that is a feeble gesture next to “In Love”
Transferring therapy session from IMHO to MPSIMS.
I submit alcohol and opiates as better than any love I have ever felt.
May I nominate lust?
What happens to a thread after the mods pass it all around to each other and it returns to its original forum?
It gets mocked behind its back for being a slut. 
…is softer than an easy chair.
Fresh as the morning air.
Among other things. I’d write more but I’ve forgotten your point, already.
I think I’ve said this on SDMB before, but love comes second to inspiration. Similar highs, but there’s no such thing as unrequited inspiration.
Of course, that just says something about inspiration’s consistency. When you are loved and in love, it’s a pretty hard feeling to top.
I’ve been in love. Am right now as a matter of fact. A wise man once told me that “True love is the best thing in the world. Except for a nice MLT.”
But you want to know if anything is better? Yeah. There is something. In all seriousness. The first breath I took in my new residence after I left my wife. Anyone following my saga will deduce that I’ve actually left her twice. Both times it was the same and extraordinarily difficult to describe. Love is … euphoric, out of body, you feel invincible, the world is a beneficient place and anything is possible. But what I say trumps that is the knowledge that you’ve just survived something horrible. Not unscathed, not whole, maybe not even happy. But you’ve made it through the gauntlet and are again in control of your own destiny. Love makes things feel possible, but the other thing is a demonstration. It’s real, and it doesn’t depend on anybody else but you.
It’s a little colder, rougher, less protective. But it’s defiitely more satisfying.
Inigo, My “You’ve just survived something horrible” was University, and getting a Pass grade despite being fairly convinced that I’d failed.
Uni was hell and I got out. For years afterwards I had nightmares about being at uni, the deadline for some big project was tomorrow and I’d done no work. Then I wake up and realize I’m out of Uni.
“And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” ~ 1 Corinthians 13:13 ~
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage.” ~ Lao-Tzu ~
“Don’t you want somebody to love?” ~ Grace Slick ~
Tris
Love returned is a better feeling than just “Love”
Love - huh - yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
… …I might just be in a bad mood right now, carry on.
I’m not sure there’s a better feeling than when you’re just beginning to fall in love with someone and it’s all scary and intense and exciting.
Maybe winning the lottery would be better, but I’m not likely to know. 
Don’t start me. Love is the only thing I have ever really wanted. It looks like I’m not going to get it, this life. Damn.
Funky butt kind or regular?
As someone who is both deeply in love and who also has survived something horrible, I just wanted to say that I really appreciate the truth in this sentiment.
I’ll second you on the alcohol part, seriously.
See, you don’t have to actually talk to the alcohol or worry about its feelings or remember its birthday or deal with its parents or buy it Christmas presents or call it on the phone.
Yes, I am a crabby, lazy old broad. 
The feeling of being in love, and losing love is summed up for me like this…
While the absolute love of my life up and left me the one thing I couldn’t stop was her in my dreams.
In those dreams I would dream of us talking, she would say something to the effect of “no we shouldn’t get back together” etc; and eventually she would come back to me, and the feeling of happiness I had was amazing…
…then I woke up, and the feeling of the happiness crashing down to the depression of reality is a terrible horrible feeling that is impossible to describe…but let me assure you it is the worst feeling I have ever felt in my life.
That’s love for me: That invincible feeling of happiness and confidence, with the threat of the hopeless feeling of loneliness and sadness that leaves you wondering if anybody cares about you at all?
[Tina Turner]
What’s love got to do, got to do with it
Whats love but a second hand emotion Whats love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart
When a heart can be broken
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