how to write a love story

kicking around a nonfiction story idea about my undergrad writing professor/mentor who died about a year and a half ago:

In my mind, I can't separate the memory of my father telling me that every song is essentially a love song and the memory of PC telling me that every story is essentially a love story. But maybe PC didn't say that at all; maybe I only remember it that way because when I wrote about my father PC told me I'd written a love story, and that's the only way I can make myself understand what he meant. I want to believe it, though. I want to believe that all the things worth saying about people come from a love place somewhere closer to the surface than we think, and that listening to music with my father is like polishing up our hearts for further, deeper use, and that everything PC ever taught me about love was the God's honest truth.