Love is when you think of nothing else but the one person. When you look at the moon and think what could they be doing? Love is loving that person no matter how poor, ugly he or she may be to others. Love is when the years pass and you still get speechless and can't talk. Love is wanting or comparing everyone else to that person. Love makes you talk to yourself and makes you cry to think you are not the one for him or her. Love is letting him or her go if that is what makes them happy and it makes you sad. Love is wonderful if it is given back but can be miserable if the feeling is not mutual. Love does not stop and you can't turn it on and off like a switch light. When love hits you age has nothing to do with it.