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Love is not about talking for hours over a cup of coffee. Love is all about not saying anything yet everything in a dark shanty.

Love isn't about seeing each other often to know each other well. Love is all about seeing each other just once and knowing all that is to be known.

Love is not the intermingling of arms in the burning fires of passion. It’s the intermingling of souls in the sanctity of nature.

Love is not about telling how much you mean to each other. Love is all about feeling no need to say how much you mean to each other.

Love isn't cozying up in a mushy corner in the rains. Love is all about giving shelter to the rain soaked kid in the street, hand in hand.

Love isn't passion. Love is an emotional connection.

Love isn't the need for touch. Love is the need for a soul.

Love does not give rise to a seed of physical fantasies. Love gives rise to a revolution of world changing ideas.

Love isn't what it seems to be. Love is what it does not seem to be.

Love doesn't have to happen. Love, just happens.
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