The way I view love is akin to how someone views the moon’s light escaping from the clouds as the person remains inside a blackout room; ephemeral; “it was beautiful while it lasted” quote and alike. Truthfully, I don’t believe in “eternal love” or something like that despite the amount of stories that I have read. That’s why I view love as something that’s nothing more than a fleeting happiness. I’m sorry if my answer disappoints you…