Responding that question. Love for me is something many keep confusing with like. It's something you just can't describe with words, but with actions. I could go and say the usual like, you'd give your life for that person. But one thing is emotionalism and another actual love. It must not be confused, as I see this daily.
Love isn't a term nor a state of being, but the most of important virtues. Many like, but few love. Liking is having fun, enjoying yourself, laughter, self-satisfaction. Love however isn't all rose colored, but has the moments of suffering, when the test comes (not academically speaking), just feeling hurt. Love is suffered, but also means that after all these things, you would do the same as if they never happened.
Many leave when the real deal comes (so to speak). An example being when someone's pregnant and the other leaves or starts saying that it's not their child, while it can also result on things like abortion. This is seen rather often, while others (ironic the term I'm giving it) man-up and/or become responsible and take care of the newcomer.
I know this reply is rather odd/confusing/cooky, sorry if so.
In the end, love is something that should not be joked about as it bears something greater than many think.
