Flirtation, seduction, amorous conceit, desire, innocence, lust -- which is "real" and which is manipulation? Our literary and artistic history is full of examples. Most people's lives are equally packed with "romance" or fakery. Are any of us adept at discerning the difference? And isn't that "discernment" a pivot point on which happiness turns?
Can a person be, ever be, really happy if his/her love is built on a lie? "Oh I never loved him but I was getting older, and I just had to have someone." Or " she/he was the first one who really kissed me." "I wanted to feel what it was like; and it was all I ever knew." "It was really thrilling at first...and Mom and Dad liked him/her, so, why not?"
Do men and women ever tell the truth ... about love? What Do you think?
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