"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud."
iΒ Β read this in the Bible on a Sunday afternoon and couldn't help but think if love is patient, if love is kind, then why can hearts be broken? why must love cause pain? if love does not envy nor boast, then why must jealousy result from others happiness? why must we feel obligated to put labels on love? love is not proud? if love can not be proud, must it be ashamed? i thought about this for days over and over again read it time after time and came to the conclusion love is love it is a mystery