Love is something that can happen to you, in different ways. After having my first child, I realized love on a whole different level. I couldn't imagine not loving my son, or him not loving me. I need that love. As far as intimate love goes, I never fanatically looked for it...in fact, I wasn't even sure it existed. However, after dating my husband for awhile, I realized how much I really loved him as well. I couldn't imagine not loving him, or him not loving me as well. I also need that love. I can also think about it, and realize how much I love my dad and how much I've depended, relied, and needed (and still do) that love also. I think love is varied and different. These three men are men that I love very deeply and intently, but the love I have for each one is different. I think this thread has dealt, mainly, on romantic love, but there are other kinds.