What is love, really? Is it the shiver you get when you see that person? When you just want to go hug that person? The world stops when you both share eye contact. It frizzes. Is it happiness you feel when you see that person smile even if the reason behind it is not you? You read about “love.” You listen to songs. You watch the movies. For a nanosecond, you get lost in your own thoughts. How awesome would it be to have someone next to you, listening to you, drinking coffee with you and having the conversations which only you both understand? Does all of this exist? World now, people now, if something is broke, they don’t fix it. They throw it away. No second chances given. Marriages for 30 years end up in divorce. Does forever exist? Is love just an illusion? You read all those quotes about love and life, what if they are just quotes?