Love is nothing

Love is nothing, nothing,
For the eyes of a virgin.
It is a mere emotion;
Commitment, lust, and companion.
It is far similar to need,
from food and shelter.
For a loveless marriage
still continues to live.
But for the others it exists, exists.
I see it from the place I call “Home”.
I read at the end of every book,
I even hear from my inner sanctum…
But I never felt it before.