Everyone remembers blowing the roof off at the beginning of a relationship. And at the moment when the madness reaches its peak, and there is nothing but hearts in our eyes, we say "love" to our partner.
Let's be honest, how many of these couples stayed together? Where has this love gone?
After thinking about it a little, I realized that this is not love at all. This is passion, affection, this is love for feeling close to this person, but this is not THE SAME love.
I think that it is real and genuine to appear already in family life. After all, only after living side by side with a person, creating your own comfort, your own rules, traditions and going through a thousand quarrels and insults, learning to respect your partner, you can understand exactly what you feel.
Maybe I'm wrong, because I haven't created my own family yet. But I know for sure that one day I will definitely feel it, Love.