Baby don't hurt me. Now that that joke's out of the way, what is love, truly, according to you?
I think I was in love once. She was Brazilian, or Chinese, or something weird. I met her in the bathroom of a K-Mart and we made out for hours. Then we parted ways, never to see each other again.
What is "love"? A word. What is in that word "love"? What is that "love"? Air.
Ok, i will stop switching "honor" to "love" and say this: There is no need to break in every little detail such powerful ,and yet frail, emotion. Love is subjective and confusing. Why study every possible component of love when it changes from person to person, from time to time?