To me, love is not a feeling. Love is a verb, describing (proscribing) a way for me to act towards people I love. Towards the world, perhaps.
Feelings don't mean anything. They're wonderful, I enjoy them, I hate them, I have them, whether or not I want them, I have them, unendingly. I'm human, I feel. But love, that is an act of courage, chosen again and again and again.
Love is learning exactly how my lover likes hir tea, and making it that way. Love is remembering to do the paperwork, or the dishes, or sie doesn't like 'x' in hir food.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own...
Robert A. Heinlein
Me: female, bi, (formerly hinge of a vee)
with FirstBoyFriend (FBF)(moderately long-distance)
and no longer with CurrentBoyFriend (CBF)(who lives in the apartment building next door)