[cfh1167]

Honestly, simply put, what is love? Is it always being there for you when you need them? i.e A shoulder to cry on, someone to talk to? A therapist can do that. It isn't the sex. (One night stands, people) So what is it?

Right now, I'm trying to confidentally say that there is someone who is absoultely, positively enthralled by me. (Not to be full of myself, but seriously). He's dorky, and weird, and sometimes an ***. He's not particularly cute but he's a good guy. He's responsible and fatherly. I've known him since we were kids and every now and then when we're being intimate he'll say "I love you." There's no real doubt about that, but I still have all these flings with guys who I barely know but then I'm crying at night wishing he was holding me. Maybe I'm not big on commitment?

What do you think? And also give me your feed back on
What's Love?

[bonaire]

Thought about it a while and...

Love exists most obvious among those pairs of eyes who weep along with you wondering, just as you, what you are going through the moment you die - all knowing you are safe in your destination now, after you have lived a long and eventful life among them.

[Safron]

What is love?

I’ll share some of my story and see if that helps to answer your question.

I found and married a lovely man. I thought I loved him but I didn’t know what love was. I grew up in an abusive home and had never felt love.

They say you have to have love in order to give love.

One year later I gave birth to my first son. And to cut a long story short, I found love. It had been lying dormant inside of me all along. I was quite overwhelmed by my love for my new born son.

That’s when I realised what I thought was love wasn’t. It was gratitude. He took me away from a very abusive home life and I was grateful but it wasn’t love.

Then about four years later he was shot (he’s a soldier) and the bottom fell out of my world. He pulled through, and I realised that love had been growing all along. I loved him so much and it hurt like hell.

By this time I had another son. I now had three people I loved and at least one of them was old enough to express their love for me. He is a wonderful man.

We got divorced after twenty years of marriage something we both agreed on. But that’s another story.

I still love him and I am still grateful to him for taking care of me until I could take care of myself.

The man should be bottled and sold.

That’s love.

[Sadnessrose]

Love is not selfish or greedy. Instead, love is to give what you can only give to another person. It's not about,"Well, what he is going to give me?". It's all about a commitment between the two people that are involved. Maybe what your are feeling for this guy is not love but instead a friendship. To avoid hurting his or your own feelings, try not to give him high hopes that this relationship will lead to somewhere. Even if the truth hurts, it needs to be said in order to avoid more pain between both persons. It is part of life and it might be painful but thats how we learn.
Good luck
sadnessrose

Originally Posted by Safron

What is love?

I’ll share some of my story and see if that helps to answer your question.

I found and married a lovely man. I thought I loved him but I didn’t know what love was. I grew up in an abusive home and had never felt love.

They say you have to have love in order to give love.

One year later I gave birth to my first son. And to cut a long story short, I found love. It had been lying dormant inside of me all along. I was quite overwhelmed by my love for my new born son.

That’s when I realised what I thought was love wasn’t. It was gratitude. He took me away from a very abusive home life and I was grateful but it wasn’t love.

Then about four years later he was shot (he’s a soldier) and the bottom fell out of my world. He pulled through, and I realised that love had been growing all along. I loved him so much and it hurt like hell.

By this time I had another son. I now had three people I loved and at least one of them was old enough to express their love for me. He is a wonderful man.

We got divorced after twenty years of marriage something we both agreed on. But that’s another story.

I still love him and I am still grateful to him for taking care of me until I could take care of myself.

The man should be bottled and sold.

That’s love.