Disclaimer: Do you think that if I owned Phantom of the Opera I'd be writing fan fic? No! I'd be far too busy being a rich and famous person! LOL
Introduction
What is love? Is it the shaking of your hands or the trembling of your knees? Is it your heart beating so loudly that you're sure he can hear?
Or does love transcend beyond the physical? Is it the song that a bird sings, or the color of a rose?
Or is love a weapon, wielded by some but not by others?
I don't know yet; I'm just learning about love. Yet I suspect that even the most educated person does not know everything that love truly is.