Love to me is said very well in Yours, Mine, and Ours by the character Frank Beardsley when he says, "It's giving life that counts. Until you're ready for it, all the rest is just a big fraud. All the crazy haircuts in the world won't keep it turning. Life isn't a love in, it's the dishes and the orthodontist and the shoe repairman and... ground round instead of roast beef. And I'll tell you something else: it isn't going to a bed with a man that proves you're in love with him; it's getting up in the morning and facing the drab, miserable, wonderful everyday world with him that counts."
I speaks of love in a higher sense than just pure raw animalistic attraction. It is really love in its highest form. Love is sacrifice, serving, giving, concern for well being, compassion, and kindness. If your into the Bible there is a great definition of it, heck, even if your not.
1 Corinthians 13:1-8
1Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. 2And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing. 4Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; 5does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 8Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.
C.S. Lewis put it in another way in The Problem of Pain. If you don't know who he is, he is the guy that wrote the Chronicles of Narnia.
"Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person's ultimate good as far as it can be obtained."
There is another which is speak of a different aspect of love by C.S. Lewis. I think this one is from Mere Christianity
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.â€￾
Well, that love to me. The mushy gushy feeling and butterfly in your stomach is only a very small part of it. A very good example, though you may not believe it, is Jesus Christ. You can put it down to be just a myth, fairy tale, or a good story, take your pick, but even then is it not a great display of love.