Where is the Love Mankind?

I guess I am sick of love, the concept and all the things attached to it. I am sick of a hedonistic lifestyle, where the pleasure is in pleasing yourself and another while sacrificing the self along with what you desire. If love is a boat then surely I have missed it, I’ll wait for the next one to arrive, in the mean time I’ll be a hater. When I speak to people they all have different opinions and as my brother said the other day truth is a matter of opinion. I think love is one of those things that human beings use to label shit, since we always want to name things, define them and seem brighter than God or whatever it is that created us. Love, love, love… the other day, I read from Bessie Head that love is simply mutually feeding each other, tit for tat, this for that, me for you, me for you, and, and, and…