The Trickiness of Defining Love

In love. What does that even mean? 

“Love” is a junk drawer we dump all sorts of ideas into, just because we don’t have anywhere else to put them. 

I “love” God, and I “love” fish tacos. See the problem? 

The way we use the word is so broad, so generic, that I’m not sure we understand it anymore. How should we define love