Piece of my heart

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.

When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world. That's just how love works. You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly. That's the best way to find love.

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more. Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.

There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.
Weather it be friend or family or romantical. Any love is good love. As long as you are truely, and deeply loved back by those around you. Spread the love and others will follow.