That is NOT a very credible explanation of what you believe depicts real love.<quoted text>
In that other's poster's eyes.....and in the same characteristics....
Prove you have hands.
It is quite silly.
I suggest you don't know.
My husband often calls me "love." That seems ironic to me, as I admit that if real love exists, I wouldn't recognize it.
I used to do a lot of volunteering. But I knew I did it because it made me feel good. It made me feel needed and important to those who praised me for my "good works."
In human nature, there is always an expected payback. It's all about greed and about the self fulfilling the need for greed.