One night, after a romantic movie.. I feel d need to find good definition on what love is all about. So, as usual, I blindly and boldly ask all people around me.
Interestingly, lots of them caught up in between 'love' and 'fall in love'. Mostly, what they so called love is more likely 'fall in love' or worst, lust. But hardly understand or experience love.
Some relate love with comforts, caring, understanding, respect, forgiving, and sharing.
Some relate it to the adventure of the sparkled magic unexplainable you're going nuts' symptoms such as the butterfly in the stomach, the "oh how I miss you so much that I'd preferred to be glued to you", by becoming into an idiot by forgetting stuff you're supposed to do, and not to forget that 'heaven on earth' feeling where you blindly see beauty in all and when you start to think that a tree talks to you.
Love appear in many forms. I think of love as liquid flowing thing. It is hard to describe, has no shape to hold, to see, to define, since there won't be any concrete definition that will pleases everyone.
Love is like a religion, it can not be generalize, it is a very personal thing and most importantly it is a believe.
As simple yet complicated as it can be, to me, falling in love means being 'alive', and to love means being 'home'..
