Are there levels of love?
Different types of love?
Various flavors and scents?
What names do they have?
Friendship.
Patriotism.
Romantic love.
Crushes.
Family.
Teacher and student.
There must be more, I am sure.
Some love is pure, gentle, unconditional.
Some love is loud, extreme, hot and cold, wild, untamable.
Why do people love?
For our survival.
But still, why do people love the way they do?
What do people love?
The person in front of them or their own reflection in the other person’s eyes?
The essence of another or their outer shell?
The way their eyes crinkle and close when they smile.
Those beautiful teeth.
The way they look up shyly.
The twinkle in their eyes.
The wisdom and genuineness that pours out of their mouth.
The love and integrity they embody and personify.
How I long for those eyes and that smile.
The broken, pure heart.
The lovely, kind words.
The gentle, sweet soul.