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We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

ADVICE:
- If you were thinking about someone while reading this, you're definitely
in Love.


A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes superfluous."


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.


She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudness climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes..."


bla bla bla idk why ppl even read this stuff lol I can't think of anymore hoped you liked it I guess