Love

Is there even such thing as true love? Or is it some myth that woman want to beleive in. It seems as though men act like it means something to them. I just want to feel it. I don't care what people hear, say or thing of how I feel about grass. I love him to death. There are days and times when I love him more and he gives me butterfly's. A few people have told me that they can think of something that thier partner does or has done to make them smile, laugh, of feel good that know one else does. I do nothing for Grass. NOTHING. How can you love someone and not know why anymore. Love is some kind of drug someone puts in your drink to get you to a point in your life and then it disapears. The love you then have is some kind of manditory thing put on you.