Love...

Love... It isn't divided into "mine", "yours", "don't interfere", "don't touch"... Love is when one life is shared by two. It's when one has a fever, and both stay home on a Saturday evening. It's when one gets promoted, but both have strived for it, and both share the victory. It's when one grieves and both feel the pain. If it doesn't happen this way, there probably isn't love... in one person, while the other tries to love for two...