Love is a complicated feelings that I will never be able to describe it thoroughly with one word. Love can bring you happiness, sadness, sorrow, desperation, or even joy at the same time. Loving someone for me is allowing them to see right through me, to let them see me bare and making me comfortable although I got unhealed wounds all over me. Love also come in another’s form such as acceptance, understanding, sacrifice, and letting go.

It doesn't always look the same as love takes on different form, hence, putting a finger on how I perceive the feeling might be tricky. One thing's for sure, I know it's love when I let you see right through me, bare, and vulnerable.

It’s a feeling you have after you know and understand every side of someone or something, and choose to stay with them. Even after you see their flaws and imperfections. When you love someone or something, you will tolerate it, even like it.