Love is an emotion. Love is poetry. Love is luck. Love is destiny. Love is a chemical reaction. Love is a perception based human emotion. Love is an urge to feel relevant.
As per Wiki, “Neuroscience has indicated that as people fall in love, the brain consistently releases a certain set of chemicals, including dopamine, stimulating the brain’s pleasure center and leading to side effects such as increased heart rate, loss of appetite and sleep, and an intense feeling of excitement”.
In simple words, feeling of being in love releases chemicals in your body that inspire Hindi song lyrics such as, ” Mujhe neend na aaye, mujhe chain na aaye, koi jaaye zara dhoond ke laye, na jaana kahan dil kho gaya” . Translation,” I can’t sleep, I am not at peace, Please someone go and look for it, Don’t know where I have lost my heart”. 🙂
As per Wiki, “Psychology says love has three different components: intimacy, commitment, and passion”.
So as a Psychology student, let me present my take on this. Intimacy is likeness or fondness for someone, can be for someone special or a friend. Commitment is a long-term relationship, again can be a friendship or a love relationship. The last and most important is sexual attraction and passion. All forms of love are viewed as varying combinations of these three components. As per wiki,” Infatuated love only includes passion. Empty love only includes commitment. Romantic love includes both intimacy and passion. Companionate love includes intimacy and commitment. Fatuous love includes passion and commitment. Lastly, consummate love includes all three”. So basically, love is a human desire to relate to another person at a deeper level to feel comfortable about one’s existence.
As per Rumi, a 13th century Persian poet,” Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They are in each other all along”.
As per the writer of this post who does not have a Wiki reference (yet), Love is like the moon, transforming itself everyday yet essential at night to feel safe . I don’t know if you all look for moon every night because I do. Sometimes, the clouds overshadow the moon or the night swallows it into its intense darkness and I am not able to feel its presence. But then there are days, when it shines so brightly on my terrace, that I experience an invigorating flow of passion in its sheer silver radiance. I feel this heavenly crusader of romance has only one expectation from me. It wants me to keep searching for it every night. I keep the faith that it is still up there somewhere ready to share its brightness with me.
What does love mean to you?
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