Is It Love?

I can never forget that one particular time Alvina was talking about her then-partner. She said something like, "... I just have to smell her and I'm [gone] ..."

So, is it love?

I like to think it is.

Every time I smell her, I wonder if it's love I feel. I love what I'm smelling - I think she smells great. I think she's absolutely beautiful and adorable. I even like it that she can be really stubborn, and that she can be so enthusiastic that she completely loses herself.

The best part is her actions speak so much louder than words can, and yet are infinitely more silent than any speech can be.

I think I feel more strongly about and for her than I've ever felt for anybody in my life.

So, is it love?

I hope not - she belongs to someone else, the beautiful No-Name Doggie does.