does L.O.V.E really exist?

• Love? what is the real definition of this simple 4 letter word? Or is it really that simple? My mother was telling this story about her and when she was my age, how she fell madly in love with this man from Mexico. She said she felt like it was "true love" this is the story.... she was 17 years old, and living in Guanajuato, Mexico (were my parents are from). She came from a family were she was thought that life is all about work, you have to work to get in and work to stay in. She said one day she was taking a walk around this big garden were everyone just goes to see the beautiful flowers blossoming during summer. She was walking alone the flowers until she felt someone looking at her, as if they were watching her the whole time (I know, stalker much? haha) She said she turned around and saw this guy, handsome and appealing guy, stare at her and smiling at her. She said he was smiling to the point were she knew he wanted to make contact with her some odd way. She went home that night and all she could think about was "Why was he looking at me?" a girl who doesn't have nice clothes, good haircut, or even good shoes. Why her? The next day, she did the same'o job she did everyday, go to school, come home and help my grandma with chores around the house. But throughout the day she could not get the him out of her mind, until then.....she heard someone knocking at the door. It was that same guy that saw her at the garden. She told me they spent the whole night talking and asking each other everything they wanted to know. She said she felt as if she already knew much about him. He loved to ride his motorcycle, spend time with his sisters, and help out people as much as he could. She said how can someone so cute and simple like someone like her? She said after that day they spent their days together, to the point were they became one. Boyfriend and girlfriend <3. She said it was hard to believe that after just one day they became to fall in love. And yes know in this generation, its all about dating, sex, sex & yes more sex. But she said after the years they spent, sex was never performed, Shocker right? She said her world was falling apart when my grandfather decided to migrate to the United States for a better future. But she said that did not stop them from communicating with each other and still going strong. Weird right? She said one day it felt different, not her feelings about him, but this gut feeling she had when she woke up. He called her saying that he was going out that night to a party if it was okay with her. Of course, my mother trusted him and let him do his thing that night. The next morning, she received a phone call from his sister. They explained to her that he was killed in a car accident that night when he went out to the party. My mother just cried her eyes out, packed her bags and flew to Mexico to see him one last time. His sisters cried and cried when they told her that the last thing he did was write my mother a letter telling her how falling in love with her was the most smart decision he has ever made. He also mentioned how he wanted to marry my mother and be happy with her as one. My mother told me in the most simplest way "love is what you make it out to be". And by her telling me this it made me think about the word love. Do only the lucky ones experience love? Nope, i came to realize that love has many definitions. There this small quote i fell in love with when i heard it in a movie,

" Love is many things. It's varied. One thing it is not and can never be is unsure. "  

Made me think how love comes to people in different ways, shapes, sizes or situations. And that is right, its is never unsure, people might say it is, but deep down inside they know what they want, just scared to make it happen. I know that i will make it happen, one way or another. <3