Love exists as long as you are happy. You can treat people however you want. It desires the newest Apple gadget. It brags about all of my accomplishments. It lets you know how I am always right. It has no problem telling you how things should be, especially if you are wrong. It is always about my agenda. It certainly remembers who has used me. It always protects my own interests. Love celebrates when my enemies are harmed. It only protects my interests. I only trust myself. I can only hope in what I can do with my two hands. Love perseveres, unless I can find an easier way and a higher salary.
Love is always and only about me.