What is love? 

If not just the next level of attachment and attraction. Isn't it the combination of attraction, affection, sympathy, longing, addiction, and craziness? Isn't this what makes it scary as it's just the wish to have something for your own, just to own something? The meaning of love what most people think is meaningless because they can't tell what it is, they will love you but if you die at most they will cry they won't kill themselves for you, with you. It's not that, nothing like love doesn't exist, it's just that, this word has been abused so much that now it has lost its worth, and it's all thanks to the current world. People who don't even know what love is, express it in a way that will make others feel like falling in love, without knowing how deep the meaning of this word is. Everything about love, that most people know is just the superficial or surface knowledge and the real meaning of love, those who know will never tell, its something which is so sacred that you can't defile it with your tongue, maybe its something which we don't have the right to know about, how it feels until we experience it ourself. You will see love at the end of your journey for sure, and then you will realise all the knowledge you have about love is just the tip of an iceberg.

Everything that you read about love, that you saw about love or things which you thought were lovely, in truth was not, it was how they were portrayed to you, cause in this world everything is an art, everything is beautiful at the same time everything is a failure, everything is ugly. Darkness or brightness, why are these terms said to be contradictory? 

Isn't brightness find its importance in darkness, without darkness will there be light? 

The same is with life, until you are hurt, until you face challenges, until you are broken, until you have seen despair, you can't appreciate warmth. Never let your desire die, but also find satisfaction in things you have, before trying to earn what you lack, and protect what you have.

Love is not a bird, nor a wave, neither a poison nor a disease. It's a curse with a blessing. 

Love was created with the purpose of torturing the wrong, but due to a mishap, even those who shouldn't be were also affected by it, as it was out of control.

Some say,

"Love was created by God"

And others,

"It was a creation of Devil"

But it doesn't matters who created it.

What matters is that it was created for you. 

It was created to reward you,

It was created to punish you,

It was created to teach you,

It was created to bring a storm in your life.

Live your life and love is what you will achieve.

Love your life and you won't be able to live it.

Love the way you live and you will ruin your life.

Be practical.

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