Not this love

They said love is patient.
Not puffed up and not looking for itself either.
But the love I experience with you makes me feel different. As if I lose myself daily.
This love makes me believe that I have to become a totally different person to get it reciprocated.
While I caress you, my body also longs for your caressing fingers.
As I kiss your forehead, mine is getting cold.
While I dress you, my nakedness is exposed.
And all this while they said love covers all.
Yes, it is written love believes all, hopes and endures all. But are they talking about our love?