If you want to see what true love from a woman looks like, you look at how she feels with her kids. But her "love" for a man does not come anywhere near this. What she loves from the man is his ability to give a good live for the people she really loves: herself and her kids.

Female "love" is predicated upon the male continuously proving himself. Passing the shit tests. Proving his manhood. Being a provider. Giving her the life she dreams of. If a man succeeds in these areas, she will enter the craved female submissive state of admiration for him, what we would see as "love".

However, fail in any measure , and she will branch-swing to a better option (once logistically viable). How, then, can we ever call this "love"? She was never in love with the man, she was only in love with the life he was providing for her.

Imagine someone came into my life and provided for me, took me out to dinners, gave me new experiences. Was charming and funny to me. But then the moment he stops doing this I no longer have any desire to talk to him, and instead go find someone else. Would it be right to say I loved this person?

The only people women truly love are their kids. These weak, useless beings that need to be taken care of 24/7. THIS is what love means. To take care of such a being is truly "love". But to momentarily attach yourself to a person on the condition that they provide benefits to your life.... this is not "love" in any sense of the word.