William Shakespeare

what is love?

What is love? 'Tis a thing made of air, yet it can be felt so strongly. 'Tis a powerful force, more potent than any potion. 'Tis a spark that can ignite the flame of passion and sweep us away in its whirlwind. 'Tis a thing that makes us feel alive, that makes us laugh and cry, that can make us feel pain and joy all at once. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel invincible, that can make us do foolish things in its name. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel complete, that can make us feel like we are part of something greater than ourselves. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel like we are the most important person in the world. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel like we are the luckiest person alive. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel like nothing else matters. 'Tis a thing that can make us do things that we never thought we could do. 'Tis a thing that can make us believe in ourselves. 'Tis a thing that can make us love others, even if we never thought we could. 'Tis a thing that can make us understand the world in a way we never thought possible. 'Tis a thing that can make us appreciate life in a way we never thought we would. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel like we are part of something greater than ourselves. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel like we are part of something bigger than ourselves. 'Tis a thing that can make us feel like we are part of something truly magical. Aye, 'tis love - a thing that cannot be explained, only felt.