What is Love?

If I speak in human and angelic tongues
but do not have love,
I am a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal.
And if I have the gift of prophecy
and comprehend all mysteries and all knowledge;
if I have all faith so as to move mountains,
but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give away everything I own,
and if I hand my body over so that I may boast
but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It is not jealous, is not pompous,
it is not inflated, it is not rude,
it does not seek its own interests,
it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing
but rejoices with the truth.
It bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails.

1 Corinthians
Chapter 13

Malcolm and I were discussing what we both thought Love was. We both agreed that love enhances your life, it doesn't bring you down, doesn't make the quality of your life worse. It builds you up, the person that loves you has your back, fills in the weak spots, shores up your defenses. They provide you with completion. You want to be with them simply because of the joy that manifests itself when you are around them. You want to do things for them, you want to make them happy in spite of yourself. We may have our problems, every couple does. But no doubt that we have love. Relationships were never meant to be easy, if they were, everyone would have a great one the first time. But this one, with him, is worth working at. I'm willing to put in the work. He seems to be as well. Time and effort will see.