Do you know what love is?

Do you know what love is?


I recently saw a myTake in which a younger user (actually, 99% of you are younger users) said "I don't know what love is." I was sad to hear that comment and I fear that too many young people today are disillusioned about romance, love, and marriage. Hollywood issues movies about people betraying their love or their marriage and it is treated as a minor infraction that should be accepted as the norm. That is so incredibly wrong! So, if you are one of these people who does not know what love is, I have written this myTake for you because . . .


I know what love is.


I feel excited knowing that I will be seeing her again soon. I feel happy when I am with her. I know that I can live without her. . . but I don't want to. When she is happy, I share in her joy. When she is sad, I want to console her. If she cries, I want her head to be on my shoulder. I want to be the one who she knows will always be there for her. I want to be a better person for her.


Her birthday is February 14.


When she talks about herself, I am not impatiently waiting for my next opportunity to talk, but I am actually listening to her; when she says something about her likes or dislikes, I remember because I want to give her things that she likes and I want to shield her from things that she dislikes.


Since I met her, its seems as if it has been raining less. Recently, I feel younger.


I want to see her face when I wake up in the morning and I know that she is beautiful before she applies any makeup. She is 63 years old and she never entered a beauty contest but I know she is beautiful.


I don't have her on a pedestal, I know that she has faults, but I adore her anyway. Every time I look at her, I smile. When she reaches for my hand and wraps her fingers around mine, I feel special. When I have my arms around her, the rest of the world does not exist. Every time we kiss, I feel excited. Whenever I think about my future, I see her standing by my side.


Today, I am sending her a love letter to tell her how I feel because I feel that I will explode if I don't confess my love for her.


This is love. I know because I am in love.

Do you know what love is?
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