“Love is an art, and we don’t know how to draw,” “Love is the poison your parents warned you about,” said some of my colleagues. “Love is destiny,” “Love is what makes you human,” “Love is friendship,” said a few others. But what is love? Can love be described and closed in a few words? Isn’t a question to ask yourself when you are in love. Love is the answer to all these confusions. Love is acceptance, love is about coming together with what reality is, coming to learn that no matter how bad your day, month, or year was, people accept you for who you are.