“Love can be many things.” Said the alien with certainty

“Do you have an example?” The human asked, the human happened to be a scientist.

“Well, I can love my best friend, and love to look at clouds, and I can love my significant other, all in different ways.” The alien spoke with wisdom.

“True. But when you feel love in any way it can feel similar to another.” The scientist spoke of his own expirence

“True.” The room then fell quiet, they both had one thing in mind though. The fact that love is really one thing.

A horomone.