Love, just four letters; yet humongous term. Meaning? Writers call it something without a definition. Yes, oversimplifications too exists about it. The way i see it, is somewhat different. Like the dry petals getting the cherishment of water, that's love.
The grass growing, the leaves falling to be reborn, snow falling from heaven- All of it is love. Even if what all i said is true and if it just somehow clicks, then all i know, is that i am surrounded by this extraordinary feeling. It's the end of the line. I am in love. !