A very complex thing to discuss. When it works it's one of the greatest feelings you can have, but it's possible to love too much, to little, to love the wrong way, people get hurt and die from love as much as they get saved by it. What would the world be like without love? Or if we felt love slightly differently? Still, loving and being loved is the best thing that ever happened to me. The truth about love exists somewhere in this dialectic, I find it nigh impossible to discuss.