Once upon a time, I defined love
As acting in the best interests of the beloved.
While that is still sometimes a thing I can believe,
It is not something I can believe constitutes all of love,
Or even the most meaningful parts –
As if it were possible to always know the best interests of someone else!
Love is a chemical reaction,
As much emotion as proaction.
We shape the quality of our relationships
With the material we bring to them –
Brick and mortar, wood and straw.
It is the invisible elixir of personality interplay,
The love you give and the love that is given.
Love is a thing you do, not a thing you are or say.