I might be a ditz, hopeless romantic, but to me real love is something so infinite and inconceivable that once you dare to define it you actually confine it and it eventually disembodies. We tarnish it with our stupid gibberish of language and our pseudosocial norms. Now if you're talking about the twopenny type of 'love', you know the type of 'love' that cheesy Hollywood movies and tacky worthless pieces of literature have been shoving down our throats for decades then it's nothing. Just a pleasant recess before we snap back to our routines. It's just a contrived delusion to give a sense of 'meaning' to our finite existences.
I am not religious at all, but in my opinion, the best way to describe authentic love is through the words of Apostle Paul: 'Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.'