Consuming.

What is it about _love_?

What is it about this feeling that makes us all crave it so desperately inherently relentlessly? Is it the warmth, the _necessity_ of having him beside you? Is it the completeness the feeling of being whole _unified_ when he is around? Or is it the validation, the self-fulfillment of knowing that you've found someone who accepts you so unconditionally that every doubt every negative thread of thought every imperfection becomes silly _unimportant_ irrelevant?

Is it all of these things, rolled into one strong _consuming_ passionate emotion, a feeling that grips your soul and wrenches your heart in a way that you're sure no one else has ever felt before, because one couldn't possibly survive this feeling in one piece. It's a _desire_, a need to be needed. And it's love.

_Love_ is what it's about.