Love is an act of the will, not a feeling.
Any idiot can “feel” a thing in any given moment. Feelings are neither right nor wrong; they just are. And they are often fleeting.
Love on the other hand reveals itself in it’s consistency, especially when you’re “just not feeling it.” It’s a thousand small acts and sacrifices of the self performed with grace, and without expectation of return.
Love is not a feeling. Love is tangible. Love is an action. Love is an act of the will.