Have you ever dreamed of being in love? How does it feel? How does a person look when they are in love? How do you see the world? How do you treat others?

But, faced with all these questions, what is love?

Love: Can you say that it is a feeling, an emotion, a kind of possessiveness, a feeling of care, a devotion, dedication or, in scientific language, just a hormonal / chemical reaction in the brain or can it be something else?

Anyway … but are you in love? Maybe. How to know? Ever wonder why you get excited at the mere idea of ​​visiting a hill station, a beach, or a river? Is it a kind of love for all these things? Maybe … Why do you feel happy when you are with your children or loved ones? Is it love or just our responsibility? Why do we feel happy when our loved ones are happy or do we feel sad when they are sad? Why do we want to be in the company of certain people? Why do we hate losing someone or something? Why are we possessive? Why do we hate? Why do we feel alone? Is everything related to love?

It may or may not be. Not everything can be love and not everything can be dissociated from love. I can say that I don’t care about love because I don’t love anyone. Because I’m scared? Why do I even care about myself? Why do I want to be happy? Why do I always want to do better? All of these behaviors indicate that I, at least, love myself.

Someone likes to spend time in the moonlight or likes that their pet is always around. We care about our family. We don’t want to hurt anyone. Some like nature. Some do not want to kill animals. Some want to do a specific job. And, of course, some want to visit the moon. All of these behaviors stem from responsibility, knowledge, skills, a feeling of being the best, social compulsions, and the list never ends. But whatever we do, there is a little love in it. We will not take care of our family just because it is our responsibility. There is love involved. Otherwise, we will end up feeding them. We want to see the moon, the hills, the forests; it is our love for nature. We work very hard on some projects because we love success. We are so in love with certain things that we can do anything for them. Having said that everything is love, an important point is that love accompanied by excessive possessiveness, selfishness, lust and other negative attitudes or emotions is not true love (I prefer to call it fatal love).

Love is not “me”, it is “you” or it can be “us”. If you love someone, don’t expect someone to do something to make your face smile, but do something to bring a smile to someone you love and by looking at their smiling face, you will automatically smile. Love is being happy by giving happiness to others.

So to conclude, we all know that we are in love with one thing or another, but our love can be fatal, as I would call it, and fatal things are not good for us. Fatal love cannot give happiness, satisfaction, tranquility and above all it cannot give meaning to our life.