Love is

Love is something that can not be seen
It can not be heard
It can not be touched
It can not be tasted
And it can not me smelled

It is something that someone feels
It feels different to everyone
One my not know they have it
One may think they have it
But it is always present

Love comes in different forms
Love for another
Love for  oneself
Love for material
Love for something greater than us

Love is when you go out of your way for the benefit of the loved one
Love is when you fear for the loved one
Love is thinking about the loved one over yourself
Love is having fear for the loved one
Love can be a blessing or a curse but it all depends on the person

Love

Love is not a topic that can be described at leisure.
It is complicated and comprehension of it is limited.
How does one describe love?
How does one know if they are in love?
What is it like to be in love?
Where do you find love?
Or does love find you?
Does it take effort to acquire it?
Is it necessary for life?
Will I ever stop asking questions?
No matter what, love is an occurrence that will likely happen.
It could happen sooner or later but it will eventually happen.
Or at least I hope so.
Life can be quite sad if you lack love and it must not be forgotten.
But still I can not answer what love is.