" TO LOVE... !!! "

What is real love ? I'll tell you what I think real love is. I'll draw you couple scenes, and then you can form your own conclusions.

What do most of us really know about love, it seems to me we just pass by love, and always begin love and end it as easily.

We say we love each other and we do, I don't doubt it. I love my wife and my wife loves me, and you guys love each other too, the kind of love I'm talking about, the physical love, the impulse that drives you to some-one special, as well as love of the person's being, his or her essence. Carnal love , and sentimental love, the day to day caring about the other person.

But sometimes I have a hard time accounting for the fact that one must have loved his first wife too, or her first date and dream boy. And we all did, I did, I know I did. So I suppose we're all alike in that respect.

" There was a time when I thought I loved my first wife more than life itself. But now I hate her memory." A friend once told me. How do we explain that ? what happened to all that love ?

I will hypothetically address a couple who met not too long ago, you love each other, it shows all over you, you glow with it. But you both loved other people before you met each other, you both could have been married before, just like some of us, and you probably loved your spouses very much and sincerely.

My wife and I have been married for many years now, and the terrible thing is, is that if something happened to one of us tomorrow, I think the other person, would grieve for a while, but then the surviving party would go out and love again, have some-one else sooner or later.

All this , all of this love we're talking about, would just be a memory, maybe not even a memory.

Am I wrong ?? Am I way off base ? because I want you, some-one, to set me straight if you think I'm wrong.

Inspired by R. Carver. And as usual thanks for your time and patience, salamat.