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Have you ever heard or read about the four definitions that create "Love"?
Love has never been so easy, especially when it can mean different things to different types of people.
Like Philia, the love between friends, where everything is meant to be platonic. The love that starts from small conversations and first meetings. The love that forms from slowly knowing each other, carrying bits and pieces of their stories blended in.
Like Storge, the love of family. The place for the lost people to finally find their safest home, being where they truly belong, full of love and contentment. The love where the bond tightens more than ever, almost as if blood-related and soul-connected.
Like Eros, the love of the lovebirds. The love that romance finally begins to form, growing much stronger and tighter than any of them can ever think of. The touches that finally matter more, and words now carry more weight, too loud that no longer can ever ignore.
And finally.
Like Agape, the love of devotion, of people willing to risk it all. The love that now soon feels too precious, forming from the unconditional and endless dedication more than anything and everything. The love of "worshipping" and treasuring what you already have, that no one else can ever replace it, no matter how hard they've been trying to.
Love is beautiful in different ways, mostly based on what people interpret it as, and solely based on their own stories, experiences, and preferences.
The beauty of Love can start from nothing to become everything. The love that ignites from under the empty shadows until it's vibrant under the dazzling lights.
As for By The Beat…
Well.
Their love is much more complicated than the definition of such, so no one can ever describe them well enough, leaving the stage for the lights of four that only they and themselves can understand clearly.
The lights of four, forming a heart in one.
The Love that contains all four, telling from zero to one hundred.
Slow but steady.
The truest form of love and all.