Chapter Three: Separation of Emotions

We that are true lovers run into strange capers.

~William Shakespeare~

Feelings of infatuation, lust, and like are confused with love. Love means never having to say good-bye, for good-byes simply mean never seeing one another again. I wish I wasn't in love. I wouldn't be so sad when he is upset. I wouldn't cry and fear for him, despite his courage and strength. I wouldn't be ignorant to their imperfections. I wouldn't want to give him my promise of love and life forever. If you were in love, that's what you would feel. It's wonderful to be in love, when they love you back.

A person who is infatuated wants nothing more than a relationship, being cared for and having someone to care for. Like is a fondness for, but not having really deep emotions towards one another. Lust is the physical desire all of us feel at one time or another.the desire for a person, closeness, intimacy. Love is none of these things; love is in a category of its own.

Love is trust, it is loyalty, its everything rolled up into a four-letter word. Love gives us purpose. It grants us with hope. You can still like other people, but you remain with your love because the emotional pull towards them. When a person gets married, they often think it's the start of a new life together. It isn't, it's only the continuation of life with that person, and sharing another common bond: a last name. I'm not against marriage, or saying don't get married. I want to be married myself; I'm simply warning readers to get married for the right reasons.