What is love?

I want to say it's putting a part of yourself outside yourself, but I think I'll settle for a flawed metaphor.
I prefer putting a part of myself inside someone else. ;)

If life is the growth of a vine, love is those instances you twine your growth around something else. That usually starts with the exciting bits, the fun nights out, just the tip!, that sort of stuff. Really long standing and complete love will intertwine more, maybe all the way down to the scars where you're weak and the boring support trunks. If what you love loves you back, it'll grow around you and support you correcting for your course as you do for it. Really good love will support you so well that the parts you grow with its help will be free standing should it fall away, but the absent buttress will leave a mark that shows where you once grew around it, where you reached heights since it bore your weight and where you dipped to bear up its.
We need each other & love is a good way to make us remember. I live in a house of crazy people right now (in my own basement apartment fortunately) and while everyone upstairs es about each other they manage to generally get along without fighting & sometimes even work together. Even with people I don't care for much repeated exposure tends to make me feel some slight affection for them in spite of myself. I suspect love is just a stronger version of this. First comes tolerance, then liking, then love. Sometimes then the tolerance & liking goes away & you love/crave someone you don't particularly like. That's very annoying.
 
Love is when you're willing to pop somebody else's butt pimples.
Almost every girl I've been with want to pop pimples or otherwise mess with my skin. I hate that. I think that's why men have better skin because women just can't leave theirs alone.
 
You are quibbling.

I guess I just think there's more to romantic, passionate love than making the beast with two backs. I prefer that simplifications of complex concepts be avoided whenever possible.
 
I guess I just think there's more to romantic, passionate love than making the beast with two backs. I prefer that simplifications of complex concepts be avoided whenever possible.

I agree passion can go with love, but the two can easily be separate. Passion fades. If there is not something quieter, then the relationship will not survive. There are even proverbs about it.

Consider Romeo and Juliet. Shakespeare had to kill them, because the marriage would be a disaster.

J
 
Hardly. I was waiting for the obvious joke to pop up.

At least it was not an Eddie Murphy reference.

J
It was either that or a tennis joke, and just think of how condescending you would have to be if I had gone that route!
 
I agree passion can go with love, but the two can easily be separate.
Well that's how they defined eros, as love based on passion.

Passion fades. If there is not something quieter, then the relationship will not survive. There are even proverbs about it.
True, a successful marriage is predicated on the occurrence of the transition from romantic lovers to lifelong companions.

Consider Romeo and Juliet. Shakespeare had to kill them, because the marriage would be a disaster.
This might be off-topic, but did they have anything in common? I haven't read it and I'm just curious.
 
Chemical dependency is not a choice.
 
Love is the willingness to put that person's needs before your own and the trust that if it's reciprocated they'll be doing the same, thus making both lives more full. That's my take on it's truest, pure, form.

It's why sibling or parental love sometimes becomes so one-sided appearing. One sibling begins to take advantage of the others or one child begins taking advantage of the parents (or parents taking advantage of the child).
 

How can love be unconditional and still be a dependency?

Love is the willingness to put that person's needs before your own and the trust that if it's reciprocated they'll be doing the same, thus making both lives more full. That's my take on it's truest, pure, form.

It's why sibling or parental love sometimes becomes so one-sided appearing. One sibling begins to take advantage of the others or one child begins taking advantage of the parents (or parents taking advantage of the child).

If one makes the choice to follow through on an attraction, love is getting past the euphoria and choosing to put another person's relationship desires before their own. If there is no reciprocation, then the choice to love is either abused, or abandoned.

Not seeing as how one offering unconditional love as being a dependency on reciprocity. If there is no return, the attraction itself is not going to feed the dependency, the love will only continue by choice.
 
Well that's how they defined eros, as love based on passion.


True, a successful marriage is predicated on the occurrence of the transition from romantic lovers to lifelong companions.


This might be off-topic, but did they have anything in common? I haven't read it and I'm just curious.

I emphasized the physical, not the passion.

Romeo and Juliet had almost nothing in common and their families are trying to kill each other. Romeo was several years older, an established party animal and skirt chaser. When they meet, he has been up for forever. One partying with his buddy Mercutio, the night pining for his last girlfriend and both days between. Juliet is barely old enough to be seen in public, yet she is the mature of the pair. Very focused.

J
 
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