These days I ask myself what is love? Is it those long hugs and kisses, is it in your eyes when I look at you or in your hands when you hold mine? I see many love birds walking down the hallways with  smiles and laughter and the next minute they become enemies and that becomes a memory.

And   I ask myself what is love? They say men will stain your white, and it’s true, men are crazy, men will do you dirty but what about a cheating girlfriend, ungrateful, and a lying one? I feel like love is pain and loathing.

Felis used to say he could not live without me, but now I guess he is doing better without me, he told me I was the sugar of his tea, but ended up with a different flavor because when he saw Favor he told her she was the only one.

What is love?, if breaking my heart is normal and I should just learn to deal with it, is it all about the nights we spent together in each other’s arms, those beautiful flowers you gave me, and the nice dinners we had? Well, that is not enough. All those are transient, can I find one that will stay forever?

I want a love that is kind, patient, not boastful, resentful, and rude. Love that is peaceful and reassuring. A love that is more loving and accepts my imperfection, a love that makes me feel safe and secure, a love that will make me grow better, a Love that will heal my pain, different from the love of this world. Can I find this love?

This is love (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)