(Okay,so a lot of people have been asking me about love and my point of view about those things, so here I go) What is love, really? Maybe love is giving your last piece of favourite chicken to your little sibling because you know they love it as much as you do. Maybe love is forgiving someone who have hurt you so badly that left you scarred for life. Maybe love is telling someone you like their shirt and they wear it almost everyday. Maybe love is saving up for a special day even though you didn't really have to. Maybe love is watching someone you love with someone else but you are happy because their happiness is your happiness. Maybe love is sacrifice. Maybe love is freedom. Maybe love is having a really bad Alzheimer's disease that you always forget that the one sleeping with you every single night is the person you married but you keep on asking them to marry you everyday. Every single one of us have our own definitions about love, and here's mine