Love isn't crying for endless nights. It isn't the pain which pricks sharply in the heart and mind ,neither its ist an everlasting worry which doesn't let us breath the life nor the madness which lets the heart skip the beat every time , but a sensibility that opens up a new universe and makes us experience the world with different eyes. It is happiness, it is an ease, the soul gets mesmerized when we feel it right. Love isn't body not even heart . It may get tough sometimes, but the difficulty can never leave the warmness behind. It isn't a judgment on unjustified basis , but it is an acceptance with originality at first sight . It is endless and it's divine.