The Idea of Love

I could never wrap my head around the idea of love. For some, it was a person, a cheery memory, a reason to move forward. But for some it was a distant memory, a drought, a long forgotten incident. I asked my mother how should I know what love truly is; Love will never be a person. It will be the respect in your eyes and the care in your heart. It will also be the worry in your mind and the pain in your head. It will come in all your passions, sounds of laughter of your friends, and glimmer of all the things you care about. Dont cage it around the idea of one person; this is the only way it would hurt.