Love is a simple term. Four little letters, but that’s all it takes to move mountains, to move the world.

Love is the purest feeling.

Love is complicated.

Love is beautiful.

Love is painful.

Love is the essence of life itself.

Love is the drive, when you’re about to do something crazy for the one you claim you do love, it is the fuel to your vehicle of actions when you’re about to go all out. It’s that one force that defies common sense and protocols whatsoever.

Well… good or bad, I love love.