Defining love isn't something that will ever be simple black and white. Love is many things to many people and sometimes nothing to others. Love is an emotion, inconstant and frustrating at times... it brings out the best and worst in us, and for some people it does both at the same time.
For me, love is a thing I learned to shut off. I could, for the most part, ignore emotions... That only lasted for so long. Love is something I thought I would be better off avoiding to avoid getting hurt in any way... I pushed friends and family and significant others away from me thinking it would protect me... then I met the one that broke through.
Now I'm seeing love as the way he falls asleep and I can't stop watching the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing evens out, the way we just understand and support each other, the need to be tough because he can't sometimes and the way he can be tough for me when I'm weak.
The romantic side of love is easier for me to explain because its easier for me to isolate and observe... family love and friend love is something that is harder to pin down for me though...
No matter what side of love you look at, you'll always find the consistent "one is strong to hold up the other one when they are weak" aspect of things. You learn to put your feelings aside and become a sort of backbone for the one you care about.
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