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When you're in love, everything appears beautiful and their aura shines like stars. Their face is filled with grace and their voice makes your heart leap. You're completely captivated by them, even in sleep. You know every expression in their eyes and each nuance of their smile. Love is a mystery and if it's not returned, it brings immense pain. Love doesn't care about physical perfection, true beauty comes from within. When you are in love, you see only beauty, for the heart has its own perception. To you, their aura shines like a million stars, upon your soul is imprinted their reflection. Their beloved face seems to hold such grace, the music of their voice makes your heart leap. Each moment, you are completely lost within their world, utterly captivated, even in sleep. You know each expression in their eyes, each nuance of their bewitching smile. You can think and dream of nothing else, but moments of pure bliss that beguile. Who can say why one chooses another, it's a mystery, impossible to explain, and if your love is not returned, it brings such insurmountable pain. Love asks not for perfection in face or form, as rare as a Stradivarius violin. True beauty is not measured by what is seen, but by that which shines from within.