What's Love Got To Do With It

"Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud. Love is not rude, it not selfish, and does not become angry easily. Love does not remember wrongs done against it. Love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love patiently accepts all things. It always trusts, always hopes and always continues strong."
1 Corthinthians 13:4-7

So I was on Salena's blog and she has that verse from the bible on there. I was really thinking about it, and I've come to the conclusion that I have never been in love nor loved by anyone else. I'd say it feels horrible, but it doesn't. Probably because I don't truly know what I am missing. Perhaps someday I might know what that is like. I suppose that it will be one of those things that hits you straight on. Now I've thought I knew what love was. I thought I was in love. I thought I've given love, but true love.... I think not.

I know that I am not always, but I can be rude, selfish, and easily angered. I am impatient and jealous by nature. I can forgive, but I NEVER forget. I've lost trust, and hope and I feel weak due to circumstances beyond my control.

I'm wondering if that makes me incapable of love, or being loved, or both.

*Disclaimer* I'm not talking about my children either. I love them and I know they have love for me. That's unconditional. I was talking about adult romantic type love.