My Definition of Love

What is love?

I don't know! There's no answer to that mysterious question. Everyone has their own definitions of love.

For me, love is father,

mother,

siblings,

pets,

your noisy and heartily neighbour,
your over-confident yet loyal friend,

your short-tempered but super nice classmate.

Moreover, it is

an old couple walking hand-in-hand in a park under the tranquil light of an autumn afternoon, speaking no words;
a five-year-old girl who doesn't care a tiny bit about her stained dress since cuddling with that lost fluffy puppy is the best thing in the world;

a young mother who teaches her little children to share their toys with those kids who live at that run-down apartment;

a father who has to leave his important project at the middle of his brainstorming just to drag his teenage daughter back and forth a birthday party of her "BFF";
and the existence of the world itself.

Because if there's no love at all, humankind would be extincted long ago, isn't it? Since humans are the worst killers ever existed...

So for those souls who find themselves saddened by the sight of "love is in the air" on that very lover-dovey day, don't be! The tradition of Valentine's Day was mainly invented and maintained just a few decades ago by Hallmark, Hershey, Lindt and all those giant confectionery/ cards companies. Now you should already smell "business" here instead of chocolate and roses.

And for those who are already "unavailable", you don't need a Valentine's Day at all, do you?

For TRUE love has been there forever...

Happy Valentine's Day! For the love that I have for you my friends, always and ever!