At the age of 18, I thought about the butterflies in my stomach, about the frantic passion and heart-rending experiences. It’s always happens in the beginning of a relationship, and what the next? People are not ready to work; they are not ready to make any efforts.
So, all these hormonal bursts quickly end and quarrels, reproaches and discontent begin, after which most couples scatter in different directions in search of a better option.

Each of us is selfish and loves himself first of all, and these feelings will never pass. we are trying to remake the person for ourselves a loved one, to make it convenient for ourselves, suitable for our requests. And this is the biggest misconception.

We want us to be accepted as we are, then why do we behave differently? Act with people in such way in which you want them to act towards you. For me, love is acceptance.
It’s very important to understand that love is what we create by our daily actions. To love is to give. Give warmth, care, affection, attention, time. To love is to help you become better, to pull up, not down.

Take a person with all his pluses and minuses, because there are no ideal. Do not try to adjust him to yourself, because he is not sitting in the car. Then the butterflies from the belly will not fly away never :)