Love. A word that is tossed around like a salad these days. “I love you” “I love this and that” on and on. Love. No one understands it. Nowadays no one’s willing too. We toss around the word love acting as if that’s the only way people will stay, when in reality our actions are everything. So show it. Saying I love you means nothing when there’s a fist to the face and bruises being concealed. Saying I love you means nothing when there’s not only physical but emotional abuse follow. Love. What is it? Is it the feeling you get when the one you give your all too hugs you just a little longer than usual? Or is it when you look at them and have come to accept their perfections along with their flaws? Everyone’s definition of love is different, because we all see things through different looking glasses. But I tell you this. Love is an emotional rollercoaster with someone you are willing to be on that ride with. Some for a season, another a lifetime. Love is confusing, love is pain, love is. Love is love. Something only you and I can explain.