If True Love Exists...

Love happens twice. First time when everything looks perfect. Their smile, their presence, everything is like a Hindi Bollywood movie. And the second time when their real form comes out. Insecurities, drama, mood swings, the things that were hidden before. Now their real version is in front of them. And if you can love that version without filter, without condition, then understand that this is not impatuation, this is actual love. That's real love. The love of understanding.