If you have to ask about love, you never found it. Love is to need someone else to be happy so badly that you would die if you didn't know how to do it. To wake up every minute of every day and to want to be with them. To be consumed so completly with trying to make them complete that it hurts just to get through a day. but it is also knowing that they feel the same. That the picture of your life has a piece missiing and without it in place, your reason for doing anything that would otherwise give you plesure, holds no interest for you. Love is the reason to live and to give and to share. If you do not know what it is to want to give and share everything you have, everything you are and everything you can be, you never loved at all.