I realized that you love when you see not the outer shell of a person, but when you admire his inner world, his thoughts. When any sweet word spoken in your address gives you a smile. When you realize that you start to pronounce his name a hundred times more often than yours, it doesn't matter aloud or not. When you start to worry about a person.
Finally, it dawned on me: it doesn't matter whether a handsome man is next to you or a person with an outstanding appearance, the main thing is that he loves you, he values ​​you and appreciates you.

I don't know how long this love will last, but if not for long, will this happen to me again ?!