What is the definition of” the one?”

These are what love is:

Love is like a river, never ending as it flows, but gets greater with time

Love is like swallowing hot chocolate before it has cooled off. It takes you by surprise at first, but keeps you warm for a long time.

Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end

Love is a journey not a destination

Love is a precious gift that you receive, and you need to give it with caution

Love is happiness given back and forth

Love is the only game never postponed due to darkness

Love is too strong a word to say it too early, but it has too beautiful a meaning to say it too late

Love is a noble act of self-giving, offering trust, faith, and loyalty. The more you love, the more you lose a part of yourself, yet you don't become less of who you are; you end up being complete with your loved ones

Love is in your heart not to stay, but to be shared

Love is like salted water; the more you drink the more your thirst increases

Love is when there are a million things you want to say to someone, but when they look you in the eyes and hold you
in their arms nothing in life matters other than being with that person at that moment

Love is like the air we breathe. It may not always be seen, but it is always felt, used and needed.

Love is not a feeling it's a sensation

Love is a box waiting to be opened by the right recipient

Love is when you find yourself spending every wish on her

Love is not to be purchased and affection has no price

Love is like a flower, give it some time, patience and lots of tender loving care; and watch it bloom into something wonderful before your eyes

Love is knowing you are the bud from which his happiness blossoms.

Love is like the weather, sometimes it forces you to withdraw even when you don't want to stay inside. While other times it is the best of times and you keep yourself inside.

Love is like a rose, the special one grows in the winter

Love is what you make it and with whom you make it; it is what it is

Love is the passion that we feel inside of our hearts that we can't hide. We pretend to hide it, but it burns us more and more until the pain grows and grows and it never ends

If love is music in its purest form, then you are the notes on the page and the melody in my heart


Love is so powerful