To me . . . love is almost indescribable. I've never been good at telling someone why I love them. I just do. I know that there are emotional and spiritual connections in love; I'm not sure about physical, but love is many things. It is complex. It is simple. It is confusing. It is assuring. It is strength, and it is weakness. Love can make you or break you. Love is caring for another. Love is self-sacrifice. Love is a smile. Love is an embrace. Love is comfort. Love is painful. Love is happiness. Love is mysery. Love is essential.