So, what is the difference between love and lust? No, it is not a trick question, I just want to make sure that you are not getting the two confused. It is easy to get love and lust confused say London escorts, and many of the London escorts had sailed on the Love and Lust boat themselves.
Personally, I have had a couple of relationships that have been all about lust, but at the time I thought they were about love. I know appreciate that only two relationships in my life have been about love. London escorts say that relationships based on lust come around more often than relationship based on love. I must admit I think that London escorts are right – we lust more in our lives than we love.
However, I asked London escorts if they could explain the difference between love and lust to me, and most of the London escorts like cityofeve.com/ that I spoke to couldn’t really. To be honest, I am finding it quite hard myself to explain the difference between love and lust. To expect somebody else, even London escorts, to explain the difference is asking a lot. I am sure that London escorts are coming up against the same problem: How do you explain the difference?
Does lust refer to passionate love affairs where you meet in a hotel room, and end up having sex against the wall? I am not sure about that because sometime when you love somebody, you just really want to rip somebody’s close off.
Identifying the difference between love and lust is not easy, and it is only when you look closer, you realize that lust is part of love. But, is love apart of lust? I don’t think so, and I think lust happens when you are in a relationship when you are just “in love” with the person. Loving and being in love with someone are two different things. Quite often when we think we love somebody we are just in love. This feeling can go away and that means the end of the relationship. It is no fund any more, and you don’t get butterflies in your belly when you see them.
Love is something much more fundamental, and may not come to you all at once. It sorts of creeps on you until one day you appreciate that your probably can’t live without that person any more. I have felt like twice is my life, and when one of the relationships broke up I was devastated. The other relationship ended in marriage and I love my husband today just as much as when I first realized I loved him.
Trust has a lot to do with it, and I trust my husband explicitly, and I know that he feels the same way about me. I never feel jealous of him, and he offers me more than love. He is a great companion and the clown of my laugh. Having gone through the British university system, he has an outrageous sense of humor and can even explain English jokes to Americans.
Love is indeed a many splendored thing as the song goes, and lust belongs more in the realms of passion.