"What does love... really mean?" Is love something we naturally give to others, or is it something we withhold, waiting for the right moment? Does love flow freely, or is it something we exhaust ourselves trying to share with someone else? Is love meant to lift us up and fill us with joy, or does it carry with it a sense of duty, an unspoken obligation to give, even when we don't feel like we have enough to give? Does true love make us feel fulfilled, or is it a sacrifice? Must it always be reciprocated, or can it exist in silence? And is love always about another person, or is it something we must first cultivate within ourselves? The vulnerability, the confusion, the yearning for connection, and the fear of being misunderstood... a profound understanding of what love really is...