It wasn't a "spark" or love at first sight. The beginning of our relationship was filled with long, genuine conversations of discovery.
 

Throughout our courtship, he remained a man of his word. He was composed and sensible, qualities I deeply admired. In his quiet intellect, I found a strength unlike any other. Over time, and almost without realizing it, I began to look at him with unwavering adoration.
That was when I knew.
 

I was drawn to her childlike curiosity and emotional maturity. We shared similar thoughts on how to build a family and bonded on a natural frequency, oblivious to the world around us.

"How do I know if I love her?"
asked the young man.
The old man smiled and said,
"When it's no longer a question."
 

Unhurried, we hope for a timeless and conscious love.
After all, a flame that burns twice as slow, burns twice as long.
 

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