Love ...it is a beautiful thing well so I've heard... when you read about it, when you hear people talk about it but the thing is...it doesn't exist.
Deep down, everyone wants someone to love them unconditionally even with all of their mistakes and imperfections, they want someone to love them for who they are but what about them putting up with the other person behaviour? I'd say that isn't love.. we dream of the perfect love but there isn't any perfect love .
Growing up I used to believe in love.i will dream of a happy home..along the line I grew up to understand that the world we are in there's no such thing as love. There's marriage where everyone gains from the other.The man provides for the family,the woman takes care of the home, the children.....are just children
But in my own case it wasn't like that I grew up in a home full of love until my dad lost is job and started coming home drunkard beating my mom for questioning him . My mom became the bread winner of the family I had to look for a work to do after school to assist her in the paying of bills .