Love is when one is cherished. When one asks, "Do you feel good with me? Do you need to do something else to make it better?" When they try to bring a smile to your face at least once a day. When it's for you, not for yourself. When you're better than everyone else and no one else is needed, and those who came before you have been erased from memory, heart, and all the cards and phones in the world. When you're not jealous, but worried. How are you? When they really want to touch, but not in order to get pleasure, but above all, to give this pleasure to you. To give everything by turning out your pockets and be perfectly happy for that reason. Love is when it's about you, for you, all-in-all-in-all. It's when you don't question and ask, "Do you love me?" It's when you don't use, but give. Love is when you don't know that to that person you are a great universal happiness. It's when you feel it. Love is when you are cherished.