Love is not anything like the definition of the words you use to describe it, and therein lies its elusiveness and mystery. We look at things, trees, flowers, mountains, birds, etc., without ever seeing what they are without the label used to describe them. It is the same with love. To know love, you must separate what the word love represents and all the definitions you give to it from the “fact” of it. That is letting the overwhelming experience wash over you without your mind’s busyness analyzing what it is. Doing so leaves you breathless and at a total loss for meaning. And, it may happen in the blink of an eye and then be gone, but still, it never goes away.
Love is all you will ever be. You’ll know it when you can no longer speak it.