Love is kind

He treated me like an angel, opened the door for .There has been a lot of times where love has tricked you, love has played tricks on me. My mother once told me;
Love is kind.
Love is patient.
It does not envy or boast.
It is not proud, rude, or self-seeking.
It is not easily angry and keeps no record of past mistakes.
It does not delight in evil.
It rejoices in the truth.
She got that from one of her favourite poets
I chose to live by this poem because I knew my mother was always right. I knew if she says the boy does not write for me then he wasn't at all.
But things that you are grateful for don't last forever right?