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Love is ...

My experiences with romantic relationships have never been smooth.  Hence the skepticism.  In my last few relationships I believe that I have tried my best to make it work but failed.  When I reflected on my past actions, I wouldn't say that I am proud of what I did; neither will I say that I would have chosen an alternative path.  I used to embrace the phrase, "live with no regrets" but that could also mean I do not think  other courses of action would result in a more delightful end.

"Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards." -- Soren Kierkegaard, Danish philosopher (1813 - 1855)

Had a conversation with my darling last night.  Sometimes the words that were released from my vocal cords were primary from my subconscious mind, certainly my conscious mind too was simultaneously at work; just that in a fatigue state I would utter without much careful consideration.

What the bible says about love?

1 Corinthians 13

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.


13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

I quote the bible because I genuinely believe in the verses.  To truly love someone is indeed difficult.  Frequently when I say "I love you" to someone, I wonder how sincere that was. 
 
Love is never about the pleasures during intercourse nor trying to satisfy the hollowness within oneself.  It is unconditional and if there is an opportunity to testify -- it is sacrifical.
 
I cannot yet define my feelings for my partner because to a great extend, it is indeed for emotional support, bodily pleasure and the desire to proceed to the next stage of life etc.
 
Love is only real to me with the help of the Almighty to overcome my selfishness; the hole that I seek others to fill my needs and wants.
 
I pray that ultimately I can say "I love you" without any doubts about it.

Pam Petite
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