I love you without knowing how, or when, or from
where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or
pride; so I love you because I know no other way.
We're all a little weird. And life is a little
weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible
with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying
weirdness - and call it love -true love.
You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running
across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when
you're sure they won't laugh if you
trip.