You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.
LoveY is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin