Love is honoring and showing respect for all people. Caring for or meeting a need that I have the means to meet. Also the idol or the object of my affections in whom I choose to love and adore. The man that I love and am waiting for because he is the one I chose and must wait for even if it takes the entire length of my allotted time on earth. Even though I suffer longing and misery at times because I can't be with him, I hope that someday I will and I spend my days trying to improve myself so that I can be the best I can be for him if my prayers are answered.
Most people think that this would be a sick obsessive love but I feel it is a good and perfect love. I don't feel as though I would be losing myself in him, but that I have found myself in him, or him in me. Hopefully in time he will see it as well.