What is love?
What does it feel like?
How do you locate or know love?
When do you term yourself in love?
How sure are you that you’re in love and simply not in love with the idea of love?
I’m not a love guru so I do not have the answers to the questions above.
However, I read somewhere- can’t remember the title of the book though or the author for that matter- that:
Love is but the blossom of two souls under a new moon blending and fusing as one.
Who am I to disagree?