I woke up this morning thinking about love.
Love must be felt, not simulated, not imagined or faked. This is the first and most important thing about love.
Love must be singular. There can only be one object of your loving affection. Love must be faithful, gladly.
Love must be voluntary and not coerced. You should not feel obligated to love but genuinely desire to love.
You must love the person for who they are and who they want to be, wholly. Not because of their car. Not because it feels good to be in love. Not for whom you wish they would be.
You must desire their physical company. You physically change in the presence of your lover.
Love must affect you profoundly, make you willing to make sacrifices. You cannot merely turn it on and turn it off, it must be something near the center of your life.
Love must be something you want to hold on to, not something to experiment with or just to pass the time.