First love or lust?

Recently I... well... got lucky , but I would love to hear about your views or opinions about love.

Some questions...

What is true love?

How do you know your in love?

Whats the difference between loving and "lusting" someone?

I'm young, and I'm not really sure what love is, but I think that you feel nervous when you see them, and your skin tingles when they hug you, and you feel really happy whenever you're around them, or think about them... But that could be a crush... It could also be that you feel calm around them. You can look into their eyes without being scared. Your heart beats louder when you embrace them, but it's not afraid.

I've felt both those ways, and so I'd like to know what you think, and answer some of those questions.

I feel that true love is found by the first kiss with that said person. I have never been in love with another person (besides family) so I cant give any examples. I find love overrated a little, so I avoid it when I can. Is it good? Yea, the world could use some, but it may not be right for me.

True love is loving a person, no matter how many times they hurt you and come back to face the consequences, which if you really love them, will be fair.

Knowing when you're in love is tricky, and something many people fail at. It's one of those things where you have to spend long amounts of time with the person and picture spending the REST OF YOUR LIFE just like you are spending that time together.

Lusting is only wanting to be around the person because they are attractive/sexy or smart, but not both. Most people assume lust is something that only refers to sex, but it isn't. It's being either just attracted to their brains or their body. If you're only attracted to a person's body, keep them at arm's distance, they'll never be a TRUE friend. If you're just attracted to their brains, they'll most likely just stay a good friend, because a friend is a person you enjoy spending time with casually for their brains, wits, or personality.

If you both enjoy the person's personality and body, and you can put up with (But do not EVER try to change the person) the person's quirks, then it might be love. You have to picture being old and still being together as well.

Love, as an emotion or a concept, is the in-describable force which, when lost, can drive one to madness.

Sometimes I swear most of the sentences you write are somehow poetic O_O

he has talentz.

A Portuguese poet wrote:
"Love is fire that burns without being seen;
It wound that hurts and does not feel;
...."
The poem is very beautiful but it makes little sense if translated into English

*pokes Cass*
Thats cuz I pretty much think in poems.
...
Those piercing glares, that bitter kiss, I'd swear you were enjoying this.
See!

actually, I think it translated pretty well.

Imagine that she was in a horrible accident. She is badly scarred. She doesn't look the same. You might not even "get lucky" again for a long time. But inside she is still the same person.

Will your feelings change? If you love the person that she is inside, it may be love.

And the hardest test: How much of your own happiness, convenience, or even your life would you sacrifice for her? All day. Every day. For the rest of your life. Without complaining?

Continuing with the "horrible accident" scenario. Suppose she needed you to carry her into the bathroom because she was having a gastrointestinal emergency and was too weak to walk. Then she needed help getting cleaned up afterwards. (And it stank.) Would you mind?

hmmm. I do the same for my dad, so I could learn to do it for her.

i'm not sure whether to laugh or give the wtf face.

I gave a triple take followed by the WTF face. That statement was wrong in so many ways.

WHAT!
I have to hellp my dad get on the pot, and then I have to help wipe!

He can't do himself ya know!

I figured that but the way you said it made it sound like you make yourself love your Dad, so you could make yourself love a girl. Just poor wording.

If you would really be willing to do something like that for her, and if her happiness is just as important as your own, it sounds like it might be love.

My test was 1 Corinthians 13, especially verses 4-7:

Love is patient and kind; it is not envious, boastful, arrogant, or rude. Love does not insist on its own way. It is not irritable or resentful. It does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.

(And the first part of verse 8: Love never ends.)

My husband and I dated for 3 years and just had our 26th anniversary so the test worked well for me.

I think lust can be a big part of love, so they kinda overlap sometimes. As for the difference between love and lust.... I think true love comes when you view someone's needs to be equally, if not more, important than your own.

What? No rant? Too bad I already got it out of my system in the other post.

Love is a rhythm of two hearts beating, pounding out a message steady and true. Talk to me baby tell me what your feeling. I know what love is, What's it to you?

Good job simply copying some lyrics from somewhere.

A thirteen year old may not know the difference between love and a crush. An eighteen year old might tell them love feels entirely different, that's it's when you find someone you could forgive forever. A thirty year old may tell them it's when you find someone who doesn't do things to you that need forgiving.

Everybody thinks of love differently, and is constantly changing the way they think of it, depending on how hard/often they've been hurt, etc. So really, nobody can tell anybody else what love is or what it's supposed to feel like. Some think you can truly love someone and have that love die, some say it's not "true" love unless it lasts forever. (I think the insinuation that there is "true" love devalues other kinds of love.) It's too hard to compare.

Bender knows love, and love doesn't share itself with the world.
Love is suspicious, love is needy.
Love is fearful, love is greedy.
My friends, there is no great love without great jealousy!
I love you meatbags!

There is no love.

Most of the time when I love a girl I have 7th digit jitters and don't have the guts to call them

I hate phones anyway. I always feel like I'm being rude to call someone at home. >_>

Rapsheba555 wrote:I hate phones anyway. I always feel like I'm being rude to call someone at home. >_>

Same here, that's why it's much easier to sit outside their window.