Real love is not just butterflies in the stomach and passionate glances. For me, it is the depth that remains when emotions stop seething.
Real feelings are when you can be yourself without masks. You are not afraid to show your weaknesses, get angry or cry, because you know that you will not be judged and will be understood.
Love is when you want to grow next to a person, and not dissolve. He does not suppress, but supports your dreams, even if he does not share them. But he definitely believes in you!
Passion is sparks, but love is coals that warm even on cold days. When after a quarrel you do not run away, but look for a way to understand each other.
This is not only closeness, but the desire to feel each other even in silence. When his hand on your waist makes your heart flutter and then freeze.
True love does not keep you in a cage. You know that he will come back, even if you let him go far away. Because you chose each other consciously.
For me, love is happiness! ❤️