What is Love? Baby, Don’t Hurt Me

What is Love? Baby, Don’t Hurt Me

There are all different types of love in this world. I can definitely acknowledge that. Sometimes it’s intense, sometimes it’s slow and gradual, and sometimes it’s genuine and sometimes it’s just not. GENUINE. That’s an interesting word isn’t it?

I just finished reading an article that claims the average person only falls in real genuine love TWICE in their lifetime…..

Not really sure what to think about this. What I thought I knew about love seems to change quite frequently. I feel as though I’ve been in love many times, but like I mentioned earlier, all different feelings.

BUT, which feeling is the REAL feeling? At first, I thought the intense love feeling was the REAL DEAL. You can’t stop thinking about them, the sex is incredible, and the passion is dead on. But is that intense feeling real? Or is it lust? Can it sustain a lifetime?

Or is the REAL love the slow and steady kind? It’s calming and soothing. It makes you feel comfortable. You don’t have to be on your toes all the time and you completely trust them not to hurt you. It’s safe. Is safe and comfort the answer?

I THINK the answer is neither. Maybe REAL love is a combination of the kind of love that brings out the best in you and challenges you in a way you grow [easyazon_link identifier="0310293359" locale="US"]emotionally and spiritually[/easyazon_link]. I’ve loved both types. Those that challenge you but make me feel unhappy, and those that don’t challenge you but you feel happy.

I usually am the girl who makes the guy feel challenged. I want to be challenged in a healthy way, spiritual growth mostly. I certainly don’t mean a challenge of whether I trust you or not.

I’m not going to stop either. I’m not going to give up what I need. I can’t. It’s just not possible. I won’t stop challenging them to be better. I just won’t. I am a firm believer in comfort being the devil. Nothing great ever came from a comfort zone.

So, REAL LOVE? I guess I still don’t have the answer to that question. Maybe I’ll never know. Maybe I’ll only know who the LOVE OF MY LIFE is until the end of my life. I guess only time will tell….