Another thought

Love is not about acquirement. It just makes you feel familiar with something or someone in spite of the fact that no matter how hard you try, you just can’t remember what in the past made you feel this way. Yet the strength of the familiarity does not diminish. It just feels so right, no matter what the situation actually is. It makes you want to do things larger than life and yet not want anything back at all. The memory of it is more than enough to supply happiness for a lifetime.