love indeed...

Almost every person with a flair for writing sure writes about love someday, as it is a feeling which hath spared no pauper no king. Love's myth, but only to the mystic.

There is a thin line between love and attraction, love is a feeling when felt even by the most egoistic, one goes on one's knees by one's own free will. Attraction calls for attention, it is also whilst attraction that one craves for another's time. Whereas in love, one only cares, trusts and smiles at the other's well being.

If ever you have ever "truly loved" someone, and if that "someone" has had no trust in you, then it is not love, mere attraction. If you have been unable to forgive someone for having hurt you, then it definitely was attraction.

On the contrary, if you have been hurt a million times and more, but even then you forego the entire blunder and get back to the one who hurt you with the "Lets forget it, I love you and I trust you" attitude, then definitely it is love.

If you are the most arrogant amongst those around yourself, and if you can manage to fall at the feet of your love even at the slightest issue, it is neither a compromise, nor can it be termed as "stooping down one's own levels". To be honest, this would be love.

Attraction is something one would tell to many, but when one falls in true love, one rarely tells any. Unless unavoidable of course.

Love never hurts, it makes one so strong that one forgets what is meant by "being hurt". One smiles at the wide skies, at the gushing water, at the pure fire, at the gust of wind tickling one's feelings deeply. What hurts is never love, it is mere attraction.

Love is also least possessive, if any association involves possessiveness, then it definitely cannot be termed as love.

"A friend in need is a friend indeed", friendship is sure a conditional association. Whereas love is "A lover sans need, is a lover indeed".