The heart is a funny organ. It can do strange things. The heart keeps us alive. It also makes us love.
Ah, love. The topic that everyone seems to be writing about lately. Every week for the last few weeks, I've seen countless articles on love. At first, I thought that love was just a Times phase, like cancer articles were. Your first crush, your first relationship, your first love, how love feels. These articles are ridiculous. You're trying to define love. You're trying to describe the very fabrics of love.
Don't you know how impossible that is? You can't define love. Love isn't a definable thing. You could say it's a feeling. But it's so much more. You could say that love is the most wonderful thing. Again, it's so much more. Don't you see? Love cannot be described. Even the world's greatest writers fail at describing love. To me, they've barely grasped the gist of it. So what makes you think that you can describe love?
The thing is, you can't. No one can. Why?
Love is different for everyone. Everyone has their own definition of love. Dictionary.com describes love as "a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person."
Some of you might say that this definition is too broad and too general. That's the point. Whoever tries to define love can only define it in the most broad and general sense. You can't specifically pinpoint the exact definition of love.
But hey, I'll give it a shot. What is love? TO ME, love is a feeling - the most wonderful feeling. It's like getting a good grade - the best grade. It's like winning a game at the last second and knowing that you won the game for your team. It's excitement and confusion together. It makes your stomach flop like you're on a rollercoaster. It distracts you so that you can't think about anything else. Love is wonderful and sensational. You're cared for and appreciated. You have this equal person who enjoys you as much as you enjoy them. Love is also bittersweet. It tears people apart because of greed and pain. Love is disheartening and passionate.
Famous writers have tried to define love:
Kay Knudsen (author of "What is Love?"): Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
Erich Fromm (Philosopher): Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.
Victor Hugo (French Author, Poet): Life is a flower of which love is the honey.
William Shakespeare (English Poet, Playwright, Actor): My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep. The more I give thee, the more I have, For both are infinite. ("Romeo & Juliet")
Times Writers have tried to define love:
AeRogrrrL: Caring about someone enough to cry for days if they were ever to leave you. Or die inside if you saw them with someone you knew they didn't belong with.
mylo9810: My definition is when you greatly care for someone that you would honestly die for them. You just feel something, it's too hard to explain.
taffii: Love has no definition. The only thing I can compare it to is the common cold. It has several different strands, and currently has no cure. If it "20 Questions" ball can't figure out what love is, I don't think I really know what it is, either.
You can write a sentence describing love, or you can write an entire paragraph like the one I wrote above. But you're never going to define it. If you think that your definition suffices, you're wrong because love is indescribable. Throughout your lifetime, you are going to fall in and out of love many times. And each time is going to be different - yet wonderful. You're never truly going to capture the essence of love. And I don't think love is meant to be captured.
I am not saying you've failed as writers. Because you haven't. I'm not saying that writing about love is pointless. Because it isn't. I'm not even telling you stop writing about love. Because that's your creative license. I'm not saying any of that. I'm saying you shouldn't be so bigheaded at trying to define love. None of you can say "This is what love is" because it's not. If you think that you've defined love perfectly, then you have never been in love.
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Author's Note: I know that I am going to get a lot of hate for this article. A lot of undeserved hate, no doubt. I am not saying that your articles are meaningless - because it's pretty obvious that they mean a lot to you and to the Whyvillians who read them.
