Love has a home. Its home is in the heart.
Love can’t be described because no one can choose in advance, the time, the place and the one they love. And no one in love has ever been able to wrap their head around the reasons they do the things they do for love sake. In love, everything just happens for no sensible reason.
Anyone in love, who stops at any point to use their head to try to find reasons to justify the feeling, always ends up finding faults and finding excuses not to continue loving. Then they quit!
So, love ends when it’s led by the head and blossoms when it’s led by the heart.
