Love is defined in many ways. Through the simplest thing that could bring biggest smiles and the most red blushes to a girl. Through the most humiliating teases of friends, to the hidden smile of a guy. For the youth today, love is seen in, sadly just through relationship statuses online, love is seen anonymously in the internet half way across the world. Love is, depressingly hard to know if real or reel because of the liberating actions of the new generation. But, how well do I know love? I am not sure, but I guess love is not just some stupid messages that you see in the screen of your desktop computers or laptops. It is an emotion that once felt, can't be controlled in one second. It is a feeling that we eventually develop for some one that we think we've been waiting for for a long time. Just like in Hades and Persephone's story. Hades laid an eye on her, like a lion eyeing for a lamb but not for dinner rather for a lifetime belongingness despite the fact that somehow he is a monster. And surprisingly, Persephone felt the same way. He's from down under, she's from up above, yet they gave love a definition that could've mean, love is worth fighting for, love is not about where you belong in earth, but to whom you should belong.