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"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have 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 promulgation of promises of eternal passion. 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, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

i love you like no one else can, and you shouldn’t ever forget it. if your ever lonely I’m here, if you ever cry my shoulders free, If you ever need me, here i will be.

The decision to kiss for the The decision to kiss for the first time first time is the most crucial in any love is the most crucial in any love story. story. It changes the relationship It changes the relationship of two people of two people much much more strongly than even the more strongly than even the final surrender; final surrender; because because this kiss already this kiss already has within it that has within it that surrender .surrender .

A lover asked his beloved,

Do you love yourself more than you love me?

The beloved replied, I have died to myself

and I live for you.

I've disappeared from myself and my attributes

I am present only for you.

I have forgotten all my learnings, but from knowing you I have become a scholar.

I have lost all my strength, but from your power I am able.

If I love myself I love you. If I love you I love myself.

Journey of love is what we havegiven to one another, a journeywith only a one way ticket fare

Endlesly hopelessly, and foolishlywe both took this enchanting ride

Livng for one moment's bliss, one moments pleasure, the price we paid

we each now have to relinguish

Licking old wounds, that never really heal from the raging fire of its very soul

These are at best only a decription in part of our ever burning love till enternity...

You’re all I need my You’re all I need my love, love,

my my

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