WILL THERE BE LOVE LOVE WITHOUT MONEY?

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When a  Question as such is thrown, it avails one opportunity to  expresses his or herself.

There is an expression I often hear from people: "when poverty knocks on the door, love goes out the window" or  " there is no love without money" how true are these expressions? A question worth asking right?   Hehehe! I see this question intertwine with my unpublished romantic story book entitle " My Taste Of Love" just gather  five people and  ask each of them:  "what is your taste of love" and hear funny answers, to some it could be sweet, to some it will be bitter, to some funny and to some nothing but tragedy nor sadness. 

Some would even spend an entire hour, days, weeks, months and even years narrating their experiences about the magic word called  "love".

Same thing apply to gathering people and asking:  " will there be love if there is no money?"

People answer questions concerning "love" base on their experiences, some are opportune to meet the right ones whereas some are not opportune to.

I grew up finding it difficult to differentiate between Love, infatuation and pretence therefore it was difficult for me to say " there is love without money" but when I got to understand and differentiate these three words, my assertion to love changed.

 Infatuation tends to happen very quickly and involves a strong attraction, love is a much deeper experience of knowing someone fully, feeling bonded and close to them, and caring about them in a way that is both enduring and not centered around how they make you feel.

 Infatuation in return is the deception of others by individuals, usually for the sake of their own interest, safety or pride.

Having differentiate between love, infatuation and pretence, can we now attest that there is  love without money?

Certainly, yes!  There is love without money but in the same way a mad man answered a question when he was asked if he knew the number of mad men in town, will I answer this question.

He was asked if he knew the number of mad men in town but his answer was: "I would have known but due to the number of mechanic in town it is hard to, cause they dressed the same way we dressed".

Infatuation and pretence dressed the way love does, they are more of identical twins that's why it is hard to differentiate among them, therefore  we often mistake them to each other but the truth is those  who know and come across  Mr "love" will attest to this validity that he ( Love) is living an Authentic life compare to that of  Pretence and infatuation.

Love does not needs money nor any other affluence to sustained, all it needs is affection, attention, care, and a feeling in the same way it feels.

Shocking right? But that's all " Love" need to sustained. You can agree with me that in our villages and towns we have some homes that barely feed their selves yet the kind of love that exists  between partners in such homes can not be found in some wealthy homes, so if we say there's no love without money what then can we call the one that exist in such homes?

The truth is love has nothing to do with money, perhaps it's because you have come  across the wrong ones who are faking you that made you believe there is no love without money. Indeed there is! Love is a natural gift that can not be bought no matter the amount of money one has, save yourself from heart broken by trying to win people's hearts with affluence.

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