Imagine: a cozy evening, we are sitting in a cafe and discussing what kind of feeling it is. True love... It is like a warm blanket that you wrap yourself in after a long day, but at the same time - like a spark that lights up every moment. I think love is when you are ready to laugh at terrible jokes and share the last candy with it, even if you want to eat it yourself!

Or maybe true love is when over the years you accumulate a thousand small, funny stories that you can share in the evenings? But I wonder what you think: can it last a lifetime? And if so, what is its secret? Or should true love be like a flash, short, but unforgettable?