What is Love?
Well.
Some say Love is a river. One that flows through your veins and mind. The one that fuels and sustains your very existence.
Some say Love is the mountain. One that is so unconquerable and majestic. One that requires paramount grit and persistence to win over.
Some say Love is a razor. One so sharp that cuts through your heart and makes you bleed from within. The one that hurts so much more than anything else.
Some say Love is the bandaid. One that heals through the bruises and protects you from outwardly pain and suffering. One that taints itself just to protect you.
Some say Love is a dream. One that can make you fall in itself with all the imagination in the world. One which can create a plausible and a beautiful reality of it's own.
Some say Love is a nightmare. One that can wake you jolting. One that can make you sweat and make your feeble heart pound out of it's cage.
Some say Love is the Stairway to Heaven. One that can possibly point you to the most pleasures you can ever experience. One that gives you a happily ever after.
Some say Love is the Highway to Hell. One that can pit you with obstacles and make your Life a hard suffering to endure. One that can make you want to quit it all.
But.
Is this truly Love?
Can Love be tangible enough?
Can it be quantised?
Can it be a rational emotion just like everything else?
No.
Love is an emotional connection of something beyond.
Love is the song of the soul.
Love is the very basis of human socialism.
Love is the omnipresent.
Reach out within. Ask that voice inside your head. Explore your dreams and rejoice in your hapliness. Delve into your sadness and extract yourself from your misery and shun all anger. You will find Love at every crossroads.
Love is like hunger. A deep, aching pain within. It will always resurface again, no matter how many times you bury it. Each time, with renewed vigour.
Never, ever lose hope in Love. Hope and Love is a miraculous combo to experience.
If there is one thing Love can't win over, it is Death.
Love conquers all.
The mountains and the mice, alike.