When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it? But it is! - Iannis (Captain Corelli's Mandolin)
The more I hear that, the more I think it's true. Love isn't just about passion or lust, it's when you can see yourself with that person through everything, when you still want to be around them even when you're pissed, when you want them beside you not only through good times but the bad ones as well. Maybe I'm wrong but I think love is when you let yourself be completely vulnerable even though you're afraid. When you want to hold their hand instead of taking off their clothes. It's simple, one of the simplest things there is however since we're human, we complicate it. Like I said, maybe I'm wrong but that is my opinion.
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