What is Love?

What is love? How does one define 'love'? Is it somthing that can be felt like an emotion? Or is it somthing so much more potent, so powerful, that it cannot even be described? A feeling so powerful that it can quell a war or cease a striking hand, it is a constant catalyst for the salvation of men. Ironic as it may seem, it also sows the seeds in which we reap our own destruction. What we feel may be love is simply a false pretense, a stone set in our path to cause our downfall. Yet we stumble on blindly, careless and foolish in our desire to feel wanted.We crave so much to be held and treasured that we turn a blind eye to the demon that embraces us. As we spiral slowly down into the pit of darkness, we confide in what we presume to be love. Such foolish and careless errors are commonplace, and are the reasons for the stupidity of men. For love, hate, and all these things are missused for the purpose of humanity.