My (silly) difinition of love
IF...
There was really a place for me, from where i belong to
There was a person really for me, who love me with all he/she got
There was kisses through the day, all day, everyday
...like when i kisses that one goodnight and then he gave me my morning kiss
...like i-am-going-now and welcome-home-honey kisses
There was hugges through the day, all day, everyday
...like when i needed warm at night and when they was upset
...like after an i-love-you was murmured
There was connecting through the night, all day, maybe not every nights
...when we could feel, touch, smell the passion through each other
...when we were so happy that sometimes tears just fell down
There was smell.
...loving smell which i would miss so much after just one seperated day
...loving smell that said home-here-you-ar.
THEN...
It would be love.