People write about love. Stories, poems, essays, any piece of writing. But love cannot be written in these forms. Love has no words. It cannot be described and it cannot be captured in writing or art. Love is a special feeling which rarely is felt. Is it lust you feel for you partner? Or is it love? How does one know if he or she is in love? How does on know if their feelings are true? Does love even exist? Is it too good to be true? Is it in our imagination or is it real? A trick of the mind? Or an existing experience? How does one find love? Does it come to you or do you go to it? How do you know if one loves you? Can words justify this? Words are just words, which have no meaning. How does one love? How can you trust yourself when your mind tells you one thing and your heart tells another? Listen to you heart and ignore your mind, then you will discover love. It is impossible to tell others about love for they must experience it first hand themselves.