When we say “I love you” to a person, the meaning depends upon what we think we would do for the person, what the situation is and what the person did to receive an immediate response of love declaration.
We define love the way we experience it. There is no feeling greater than the feeling of being loved. But how?
For some, it is knowing in their minds that they have a safe place in the arms of that person and nothing can harm them there. For others, love is knowing that at the end of the day, they are happily accepted as who they are (all versions of them).
Love is that presence beside us in our ups and downs. It is the wind that dries our tears, the waves that push our raft, the moon that guides our boat on a dark night. It is the peace in our mind that tells us that after a long day, when all our masks have melted away, we have a warm cave to sleep in without being judged, condemned or hurt.
However, love is also the line that makes us surrounded by a definite boundary: out of protectiveness, it is the reason of our dilemma and tears: making us question every decision we make, it is the itch in our minds, the pain of our heart.
Love makes us experience EVERYTHING.
That is why is it so rare, therefore, so beautiful.