Love, Love, Love. We all think about it, dream about it, sing about it and even lose sleep worrying about it, but why? Love is such a small word associated with vital meaning. It's universal, easy to spell, difficult to define, but impossible to live without. When we don't have it, we look for it, when we find it, we don't know what to do with it, when we have it, we are afraid of losing it. Love is the constant source of happiness and sorrow. I'm young and I have no idea what love is, let alone what falling in love is. However, I have my ideas about what love is. I have never witnessed the beauty of people who fall in love, nor the severity of those who fall in love, so what is love? Love in general can be scary. Some run away, putting up walls so people can't get into their hearts. Others get carried away, offering their hearts on a silver platter hoping no one will dare break it. Love is a feeling for others so pure, so deep that no one can define it in its true extent. This is what one feels for others without any kind of physical or mental suffering....