Love is mum taking blame for your rebellious teenage outbursts. Love is grandmum calling ten times a week, and diagnosing and solving all problems. Love is dad waiting for hours outside tuition classes. Love is weeping hard on best friend’s shoulders. Love is teacher paying for autoride when you fall sick. Love is your man checking on you, “can’t you pick up the phone, and not give me a heart attack?”. Love is raising a child, and being there for him. Love is all the kisses, the hugs, the fights, the make ups. Love is that which goes better undefined.