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As we continue on throughout the month of February and the upcoming Valentine’s Day holiday, do you ever really wonder what the word, “love” really means to you? Who do you love? Why do you love them? Do you love anyone at all? Do you love yourself? A good friend of mines asked me to blog about this so I’ve decided to take on her challenge and just talk about love.

What Does Love Mean?

I believe this would be the time to insert a dictionary definition so let’s do that.

–noun

1.	a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2.	a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

3.	sexual passion or desire.

4.	a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.

5.	(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?

6.	a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.

7.	sexual intercourse; copulation.

8.	(initial capital letter) a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.

9.	affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one’s neighbor.

10.	strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: her love of books.

11.	the object or thing so liked: The theater was her great love.

12.	the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.

13.	Chiefly Tennis. a score of zero; nothing.

14.	a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter L.

–verb (used with object)

15.	to have love or affection for: All her pupils love her.

16.	to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).

17.	to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: to love music.

18.	to need or require; benefit greatly from: Plants love sunlight.

19.	to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.

20.	to have sexual intercourse with.

My thoughts on the word love is that love itself is boundless. I think one of the things that bothers me the most about society is that we can take something that is so powerful and attempt to put boundaries on it. Who are we to judge people who have created these feelings for each other? I have no right to tell anyone that they cannot express their love, yet the astigmatisms we have in society place boundaries on a boundless emotion. Love is so strong and full of devotion. Love makes people do strange things. Love is powerful, boundless affection.

Love Hurts

Also known as, “F*CK LOVE”

Why is it that we as people continue to develop these emotions for people who cause pain? Humans are imperfect and always will be. We will always be flawed. Why do you we create such an emotional attachment to other imperfect people? The problem with love is that the pain love causes is unlike any other pain you will feel in your life. I’m not just talking about bad relationships. I’m talking about the love you experience for everyone. You love your mother deeply. If she passes away, the pain you feel is unlike any other pain you will feel in your life. Emotional longing and distress for those we love never goes away. You may come to terms with the situation, but if you are hurt by love, there will always be a scar.

I will give you a personal case study. I invested over five years into a friendship with a person who did not respect the people who loved them. It was as if the more love a person had to my “friend”, the less important that person became to my “friend”. Why did I continue investing in a friendship, placing my emotions and concerns towards this person? I foolishly believed that this person cared as much about me as a person as I did for them. Of course I was wrong. The pain I carried from the dismantlement of that friendship still holds today.

The problem with love is that while it’s wonderful, it hurts. The pain that love causes can create the inability to love again. Love is just that powerful, huh?

You Are Too Young To Know Love

Also known as, “Why are you married so young?”

I love my friend, she specifically told me to address this issue. How many of you swore you were in love with someone in elementary school? I know I did. My first Kindergarten crush was this guy, we’ll call him JS to save his identity or mines for that matter. (Who still remembers this stuff?) Anyway, I’m pretty sure everyone in the elementary school knew I was “head over heels (or loafers)” for this kid. Poor kid. I never told him but he obviously knew. What do five year-olds know about keeping secrets?

However, that year on Valentine’s Day (1996) I got sick. I woke up with a fever. I was probably puking. I tried as hard as I could to get to school, but my mom wasn’t having it. I was ruined. I would never be able to give the love of my 5 year-old life his special Power Rangers valentine. That afternoon, my cousins who were five grades ahead of me, brought home all of my valentines the other kids gave me.  Alas, as I went through them I found a pink Power Rangers valentine from him. I was in love! I planned our lives together. We would married after college. We would ride bikes during the summer. Our future was set.

To make a long story short, I haven’t seen that kid since the last day of K-5. After I fell in love with a kid in cowboy boots in second grade, he was history. If our mentality to care about someone is so short, why do we commit to lifetime monogamous relationships with other people? Can we possibly love one person for an entire lifetime?

I know this article is long enough so I’ll continue it this week! Please be sure to visit back because I have a lot to say about being 19 and married. What are your thoughts?