Love wants not to be defined.
Love defies explanations.
Love is feeling, knowing without interpretation nor clarification.
The more you try to imprison love in walls of words, the faster it will run away from you.
Trust is the food of love.
Trust! You will know love when you have it, will know when it is given to you.
Acknowledge it when it comes to you, then share it. Bestow it freely, in joyous abundance.
Love given away will never deplete the love you have.
Love grows when you give it away.
Love is sharing, not saving.
Love thrives in light, withers in darkness.
There is but one kind of love. Its expressions vary, but love itself does not.