As for me, I looked at him and felt nothing else. His every movement, his manners, the sound of his voice made me tremble. When a passion like this gets hold of you, it never lets you go, never till your last breath. It burns all in you, and still flames when there is nothing more to burn… But then, how happy, oh how happy I was!
Love breathes when you’re out of breath.
Love sits by the bedside when you’re near to death.
And love still feels it when the feeling is gone.
Love lives on and on.