Some years ago, I was walking down the street in Winnipeg when I passed a neighbour shovelling a light layer of new snow. We talked briefly of the weather, and she noted that there had been only one bad snowfall the previous winter. The reason she knew this is that she had been visiting her husband in the hospital every day for a couple of years, and there had been only one day on which she could not go. It struck me that we would all like to be loved with that same kind of devotion and faithfulness, but I wonder how many of us would be willing to give such love and devotion. There is no such thing.
Love is an emotion .
His friend agreed that it was. That is not love, but only an emotion, an infatuation. The first character had already seriously betrayed his girlfriend once before. Love is not an emotion. It is a decision, a choice, a commitment, even an action.