It is

It is, you know.It's like drowning,gasping for air,like your first breath.The first breath you ever take,that first breath of air after you're born that isn't just a breath but an affirmation of life.The primal scream/cry that announces your arrival. It's the first word you ever say,the first step you take.It's as terrifying as your first day at school or your first aeroplane ride. It's as intense as the first time you hurt yourself and bled,seeing your own blood.that rush of panic and confusion that overwhelms your senses,that leaves you dizzy and light-headed.It's surviving a car crash,devastating in it's destruction and power in that one moment but then a sense of new beginning when you walk away in one piece.It's a mystery, an enigma and a question with no one true answer.It's easy,it's complicated,it's empowering and yet your greatest weakness.It's new and old as time itself and it never ever stops teaching us about ourselves...Love is all these things,yet I haven't even began to say what it is.