When I was a child, that word above meant nothing to me but I think I was living it to the fullest. I was happy, my mum, my dad and my only brother lived in my world, they were the only humans in that world, and I loved them to the fullest, even though the word , love, was just a Nollywood mystery to me. I don't think I ever gave that word a second thought until I was 11. I woke up and slept happy everyday. I had and still have a wonderful family.
Then as I grew older, the first thing that happened was girls, my friends talked about it (as a concept), though not frequently.