Perhaps the admiration of youth is accidental and inexplicable, but all accidental love is destined.
I like you and understand you, but I don't understand you.
When all the superficial likes are enough, you will fall in love.
It turns out that true love is intensity and restraint in the ordinary.
It turns out that all the excitement is movies, and in movies, it is love performed.
Intention: It's not that it's not perfect, it's that it's a pity