what is love, really?

in a calvni&hobbes strip, calvin poses the question- "Is love really just a biological chemical response to ensure the survival of the human race?" then again, if that were so, then everyone would feel 'love', but such isn't the case. and then there's different kinds of love. and within each subset, theres a whole spectrum of degrees of love. so its not just a chemical response, theres a deeper more intangible quality to it.

maybe love is an ideal. Like in ideal gases, it doesn't exist, but you assume it does to make calculations easier. so why bother when you'll never reach it? but i'd like to believe its real. call it childish but there's a fine line between living and existing and slap me if i cross that line.

so if there really is 'the one', how do you know 'the one' when you meet 'the one'? i don't think 'the one' is 1 specific person in the whole world with your name stamped on his/her ass. 'the one' is every lover you encounter. 'the one' is every person you love until something happens, and you discover a niggling habit you cannot stand, or worse still, you have no idea why, but suddenly, your heart no longer quickens when the person is near. you've been operationally de-conditioned to the person's allure.

and maybe, just maybe, a short break is whats needed for you to remember what you miss and love about the person.

or sometimes, during the break, life goes on as usual, thus confirming that unfortunately, the person is no longer 'the one', and its time to move on.

its as good for as long as it lasts, but is this as good as it gets? it cannot be!

maybe i'm just a stubborn bastard. or asshole as some would call it. and refuse to have my world shaken.

not just yet. its the righteous stuff i lack.