Love can be so many things. It can run the entire gamut - from indulging in sweet nothings to witnessing the storms clouds. It can make you and break you. Turn you inside out and then fix you even when you're not broken. Unwind you even when you're not knotted up and discard you when you least expect it.

Love is that tiny little button inside your brain that's activated only in certain situations around certain people and more importantly, certain permutations and computations of those situations and people. Love can be the reason you wake up smiling or drift off mid conversation and sometimes even mid sentence. It can also end your day in tears and bring down the curtains on your years with silent primeval screams instead of thundering applause. Love can take you down roads that have never been paved and stuff you inside boxes with no lids or bottoms.

Love can be everything you have ever wanted, but never been aware of. But the best part of love is when the two of you meet and the rest of the world dissolves around you. When you orchestrate tiny moments just to be together... walking down dark corridors in the pretext of looking for the light... wondering if this is it, if it's the right time to grab that sweet piece of heaven... then deciding not to but staying all the same, just to experience a few seconds of breathing the same air... looking at each other in a room filled with insipid souls... stealing a couple of glances that turn into a simmering long gaze... smiling at references that no one else can decipher... brief moments when you throw caution to the winds and blurt out what's on your mind. Because when you're in love, you live in abandon. And that really, is the most delicious part of love.