Questions of Love, remains unanswered.

What is love and how long does it last? Who first used the phrase “I love you” and what were they feeling?

What is love? Is it the feeling of butterflies while seeing the person you’re attracted to, or is it the feeling of jealousy when you see them with someone else, or is it the feeling of safety when you’re with them, or is it the feeling of comfort around them, or is it the urge to think way into the future with them, or is the compromises you make, or is it the need to spend time together? What exactly is it?

It’s never actually been easy to explain why we’re in love with the person we love, but if we cant explain it then how do we know its love? We make promises of loving them forever, but honestly, how long does love last?

Does love have an expiration date? Can we say love lasts forever or does it fade with time too? What proof do we have that love lasts forever? Is it the old couples that still walk around the parks together, or is it the marriage that lived and died together? But how can we be sure that they were together because of love and not because of moral obligations, societal complications, own reputation, the sake of the children, the sake of having someone around, or even just because of the fear of dying alone?

How long does love actually last? As long as the two people have explored each other’s minds, tastes, likes and dislikes? Or as long as they’ve explored each other’s bodies? 

How do you know you’re together because of love and not because you’re used to each other, or you’re just so comfortable together that things are easy that way?

So what is love? Is it something real, or is it just a figure of speech or just a cliché?

I’m not one who’s in a position to know answers for this, but I’m definitely one in a position who is clearly obsessed with the idea of love. I know not of the origin and the expiry date of love (if any), but I do know that I find myself pretty much fallen deep in it, and somehow find it difficult to find a way out of it. And although my mind questions the feelings I feel, my heart pretty much knows and believes that its love.