What is Love??

...maybe I'm so afraid of love because I don't want to "expose" myself..then i thought..
...love is risking looking foolish, but doing it anyway..
...love is feeling fat..but taking off your clothes anyway..
...love is being taken for granted..but giving anyway...
...love is wanting to feel safe..but loving anyway
..love is trading in my solitude..for something that
holds no gaurantees
but doing it anyway.
you guys are giving me a strenght that I've never had.
dorsey

What is Love?

Because tomorrow may never come I want to tell you today:

I love you

{{{{{{{{{{{{{Wants2}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} My testimony is in my story. I'm certainly NOT in love with this man. Never could be. But I do care what happens to him, I do care that he may or may not be truthful to me, I don't leave him alone in my house, I'm uneasy going outside especially after dark when he's in the park, my doors are always locked and for sure, my guard is way up when he gives me a hug, but there remains the fact that if he disappears without me knowing where he went, I worry. I worry that something bad will happen to him. I worry that he'll buy drugs instead of taking care of himself. I could worry about all manner of things, but I can't afford to allow myself to do that. There's no way I could ever have a close relationship with him because aside from the fact that my heart it not my own to give, I couldn't live with someone I don't trust.

But on the other hand, I "trust" my husband and I can live with him. I "trust" him to be thoughtless, self-centered, lazy, and a few other unpleasant things. I call it Acceptance. In other words, he can't be trusted to show me that he cares for me in any way except to bring me his cornbread from his Boston Market meal every night. He likes cornbread! But something has made it a ritual for him to bring it home for ME. Does it make up for the other things? No, it sure doesn't, but it's a sweet moment we share every night that he works.

Wants2, never expect perfection because you won't find it. The secret is in being able to live with or to accept the strange quirks in the other person. For me, I can't have a relationship with anyone else, women included, if they LIE or if they are DISLOYAL. I would venture to guess that it's different with other people. Their priorities may be different than mine.

You can love again if you will allow yourself.

I find this subject very interesting, as well as essential to all life, which is the reason I'm replying again!

Thanks MomWad for your love and understanding for all these years!

I think that is a question we all ask ourself. And as stated, it is different for everyone. It is different for many reasons. My concept of love would be based on my life growing up and of course the different relationships I have had throughout my life. To me Love is someone that is interested in me. Someone that wants to know who I am. Someone that cares about the things that matter to me. A person who wants to know why I am upset or mad or happy. A person who is willing to take care of me as well as being taken care of. Love is person who will be honest in a relationship and true to the person they are with. Love is someone that is willing to accept you for what you are and who you are. But also able to tell you when they dont agree. Someone that you love or loves you is willing to work on disagreements and solve them or be willing to overlook differences without making a gap in your relationship. I could probably think of many more examples of what Love means to me. But I hope one day to find someone that wants to be at least most of them and vise versa.

That was a lovely post sept xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

I think love has a very wide meaning or lots of different meanings, what is love to some, is not for others? only my opinion mind you, i think there are different levels of love, it's a word, an emotion it means the world to a lot of people and we all need to give it and receive it in whichever way we can to make the world go round. I'm rambling and confusing myself lol.

anyway, love you all

Jin xoxoxoxoxoxo

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That's for sure! When I was growing up, I was taught the "control" was love. To give all that you have and then some, was supposed to be love. For me, I found out different.

As soon as you find out pass it on to me, I'm in need.

Tucker.....

There are some people that are just easy to love, Sweetie!

i'm not sure what to add,,,but that was just beautiful.