What love is...
I believe love to be something one cannot describe.
It is just as powerful as any other feeling.
We just choose it to be the most important.
It is our defense,our comfort,our reason to live.
Love can be anything we make of it.
It can be the silliest, lamest of things.
And yet it is precious because of the importance we attach to it.
What we feel comes from what we want to believe in.
The strength of love is equal to our faith in it.
Love doesn't just happen.
We find it,we nurture it,we grow it.
Love is an expression of our belief.
We believe something will come of it,that’s why we love.
No one loves without a reason.
No one is immune to love.
People just choose not to dwell on it.