Do you love him?
Yes
Do you really?
Yes
How do you know when it's love?
When you feel something
And what is that something?
It's when you feel a rush of emotions and attractions toward another human being...
Is that all—
When you look at them, you feel those little butterflies in your stomach and your face get hotter. You start to blush without realizing it.
But . . .
It's not how I define love .
Yes, I do get shy and there are butterflies but that's what I do ,
Just not how I define "love"

—
You know,
I really don't define it at all.
And I don't try to.
Falling in love with him is what I know. I know I'm in love...
But unfornately, even with all the words in the dictionary combine, I still can't find a way to explain it.
I just look at the way his eyes spark...
The way he lights up the room with the curve of his smile
I listen to the sound of his voice, resembling a little lullaby that I keep on repeat...
His fits of laughters and giggles, like a beautifully composed piece of music
His heartbeats, will his heart be pounding as hard when he sees me as mine is every time I lay my eyes on him?
I have a desire to hold his hands, as our fingers tangled into each other... and unlike my earphones, I won't untangle them
To kiss his lips, sometimes, I wonder how soft they feel,
To be embraced in his warthm, closely wrapped around his breathing
Can his scent be familiar for once?
He must smell like the ocean, where beautiful flowers grow, and where breezes of winds pass by...
He looks like a night sky, I repeat this over and over again without getting tired of it, he does look like a nightsky... he shines so brightly, and his lights capture my heart ever since...
And it's okay, I don't mind handing to him.
He is my whole damn world, so cliché, I know but out of 7 billion people in the world, it turns out to be him...
Who I am willingly, without a doubt or a condition, would hold and protect
Who makes me feel this complicated, and seemed to be so unbearable emotion...
"Seemed to be"
Love is such a strong word and is made to look like it is so heavy by society
I feared of falling in too deep
But i can't stop myself now,
And i don't plan to...
He doesn't make love a weight,
He makes it so ethereally gorgeous
"I adore love" - said someone who never believed such thing called "love" existed.
Now i do...
Because he exists—

Does that answer your question?

I hope not.
You can't answer it unless you feel it yourself.
You won't be able to explain it even when you have somebody in mind.
Truely, love doesn't have one solid definition
I hope i don't have to ever come across this question again. Not from him.
I'll be quiet
Yet, I'll love loud, I'll love him so loudly that even when I don't say a word, he would still know that I love him... so much
Because,
That's how he deserves to be loved.