REALLY? LOVE EQUATES SACRIFICE? LOVE FADES?
Hello hive and hivers, I’ll start by establishing this fact that I’m not writing about my love life or any of that shit.
Let’s dive Right in, from the English dictionary app on my infinix phone, love is an intense feeling of affection and care towards another person. It’s also a sexual desire or a sexual activity. So based on facts gathered from my society and immediate environ, only about 20% of young adults believe in love and only about 10% of them actually experience it. 50% of the 80% believes that “LOVE NA SCAM” while the 30% of them left feels like love is not for everyone and is certainly not for them.
Ever heard of CUPID? The ancient Roman god of love. According to myth, Cupid is the son of Mercury and Venus, he often appeared as a winged infant carrying a bow and quiver of arrows which inspired love in everyone he shoots or injures. For some people it will take an army of Cupids to make them believe in love again. So many things just running through my mind, memories that needs to be forever forgotten.
Back to reality, trust me there’s a thing called love, it’s more than just words, it entails sacrifice. Nobody is born with the incapacity to love but the damages caused by failed relationships and betrayals, second chances over time has engulfed their emotions especially when they’re special, beautiful, rich, famous or even sexually great. Every extra care shown to them they misinterpret, they feel like you’re either after their money or body and in most cases they are right, I am THEY. But trust me there’s still true love.
Before we fall into any booby traps or any failed relationships, life shows us red flags but we turn a blind eye to it because just as they say it “LOVE COVERS EVERYTHING” before you realize things, you don chop breakfast.
So how do you know when a person does not love you?
I’ll love to start by saying that you know your worth in a person’s life by how much the person is willing to sacrifice for you, how much does not necessarily mean money though. You need to ask you how much of his/her time or values is he/she willing to let go for you. This reminded me of the story of a guy and a girl, he met her on a Friday, her vibe on the first day was amazing, she smiled a lot, talked a lot and was just amazing. They grew fond of each other, at least that’s what he thought. He called her everyday and she seemed like his dream come true, she was everything he prayed for. But there was a Friday, are Fridays bad days? A Friday changed everything… I just can’t please, I’ll tear up. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. (HE WAS ME)… to be continued