It's winter,
And I lay there on my bed,
Imagining things in my mind.
Wondering what love is?
Maybe it's friendship,
Maybe it's trust,
Maybe it's care,
Maybe it's a sin,
Maybe it's lust,
Maybe it's an adventure.

I still lay there,
With much confusion,
Somewhere I feel it's the people you get along which make you fall in love,
Maybe it's the happiness you get when you are with a certain person or when you do a certain thing,
Maybe it's standing up for people,
Maybe it's the true feeling you carry for someone.

I couldn't still understand,
What love was?
For I had heard stories of people being in relationships,
Where there was a bit of trust and lots and lots of pain.
And I wonder,
Is this what people define love to be?
I was afraid of love after all these,
Because for me it was happiness till then.

So I was finally at a conclusion,
Love,
Seems a small word,
A word which maybe be defined by infinite people in infinitely different ways.!
So here's my definition of love,
It's not the attraction,
It's not about being physically involved,
It's not about sadness and depression.
It's all about caring,
All about happiness,
All about trust,
All about holding on,
All about being there,
All about being alive in your own way,
All about being who you are,
All about accepting your flaws,
All about giving a chance,
Maybe it's the wait,
Maybe it's the silence,
Maybe it's the constant ways you try and find time for each other,
Maybe it's you.

I still lay there,
With a smile on my face,
Thinking,
I have defined LOVE,
But for sure,
It's more of MAGIC.!