Human Evolution

Sometimes i wonder and think to myself. Is what we had developed and still continue developing in this short span of time between two homosapiens really called love. Could it be something else. There were times when our minds got so clouded we could not think straight. What if it is pure admiration towards my stature and the constant thirst for knowledge to improvise and attain greatness instead that what you thought was love is simply sheer respect towards someone older and wiser who has lessons that benefits your piddling life. The primal urge for perfection and the need to continuously better ourselves drives you to win my heart and in favour of my good books when in actual fact you were not really loving me at all. It frightens me. Other then the qualities i mentioned there are no other real reasons for my existence in your life. Please do not discard me when i am obsolete.