"How do you know love is for real?"

 "Because it's not love,

But it's still a feeling.

No, it's not love,

But my body's reeling

To move closer next to you."

"Because It's Not Love (But It's Still A Feeling)" - The Pipettes

According to the composer, vocalist and arreglist Florence Welch in the YouTube presentation for her second album as part of the band Florence + The Machine, "Ceremonials" (2011), love feels like a long lasting note, a long scream that echoes in one's mind and fills it along with the heart. According to myself a year ago, love was more like a long lasting erection.

When one asks people what love is, the responses are impressibly homogeneous and incoherent: on one hand, everyone seems to agree that love is, naturally and inherently, what the romantic love stereotypes say it is, an emotional dependence (pure, independent from sex, of course! I mean, duh) that links two people together, making them magically have the same needs and interests by the action of some kind fairy, while also, on the other, everyone agrees that people are heterogeneous and have a variety of needs, some have the need to share their feelings with a partner while also need to have sex in function of their sexual needs, which vary in quantity and object with time, some can handle traditional romantic love for longer, some are induced to vomit by the sole thought of it...

Love is Eurovision. #UndeniableTruth

The truth this comes to show is that everyone has a different response to the seemingly natural feeling of attraction and inclination towards sharing a relationship, meaning that love is probably not something generalized that everyone reaches as the same state of feeling but rather something that varies in definition from individual to individual. With this premise, it seems hard to ask oneself whether or not love has been reached or whether or not love is what is being felt.

Then, how does one know the love they feel is for real, or if it can be called love? For the previously exposed reasons, I prefer considering it is not possible to be aware of it: one must do what is felt and how it's felt, without social schemes, with consent but without imposition, freely, collectively and individually at the same time, with the people we, as we say, love but in the way we want to love and how we feel like loving.