I’m not a physicist.

So I’m not qualified to talk about love.

Discussions of passion are most appropriate in labs and research centers.

Love is best understood by those professionally trained in science.

The best poets are brain surgeons.

Please remember this as you read my amateur analysis.

I think love is something I give.

Deliberately.

Which means I already have it.

Don’t need to ‘find it’.

I’ve sent money to feed starving people.

Because when I looked at their pictures…

I felt something.

A desire to ease a stranger’s suffering.

Compassion? Empathy? Love?

Oh, to be smart enough to write an equation to describe it!

Because without a testable, falsifiable theory,

I can’t confirm that my love even exists!

The video admits that science doesn’t know everything about love.

They do know it all happens in my brain.

It’s disappointing to learn that.

Kinda hoped love was more than an electrical impulse.

Science, in my amateur opinion,

ruins Valentines Day.

But I can’t demonstrate my behavior is altered by love.

Spending money, time, energy and emotion.

Expecting nothing in return.

It’s what I do for my family and friends.

I think it’s love.

I’m just not smart enough to prove it.