What is love? Whenever I ask myself this question or this question is asked to me, I find myself without an answer. We classify love as a feeling, and then ask what it is or what it is like. But can you describe happiness? Can you describe anger? The first person that can describe a feeling must have magic in their words.

The only way I could describe love, is through metaphor.

Love is like bitter chocolate with sweet pieces of fruit. It's bitter, it's though, hard. But it's worth it. Because when you reach those sweet, soft moments of fruit they combine with the bitterness and create something wonderful and amazing that is heartwarming.

Love is like the weather. It can be cold, ugly, but also warm and beautiful. Love is unpredictable, and yet we try to predict it. You curse it, You thank it, but in the end you are always struck by it.

Love is something that can evelope you in a warm hug, then cut you down with frozen knives. It can make or break you.

Some say you are better off without love but I disagree. Without love we would be nowhere. You may not realize it, but love can be not only for a person, but for an object, an activity, a taste, a sound. You can even feel love for a feeling.

Love is magical. Love is painful. Love is deadly. Love is life reviving.

LOVE IS LOVE.