Hey now this is an interesting topic. I'm not going to talk about what is written in "Mills n Boon" or any other romantic novel. What is here is the truth, bitter it may be.
Love isn't desire or knowledge or admiration. Love cannot be desired because it is an end itself. Its a challenge; an invisible fire.
You may say you love to party, but you minuse the word "Love". Love is a relationship between people. Passion dies eventually as people get used to each other (my personal expirence). It cannot betray because it has got nothing to do with possession. I can love and respect someone I dislike because i am teaching him/her. Love is respecting the decision of the person we can't afford to loose. True love can withstanh any kind of seperation.
Love is care not compromise.
