how often do we live our romantic life as on the big screen and with torrid affairs and passionate encounters. almost never and if what i see as normal life around me is anything to judge by. romances and as previously stated and are hardly ever earthshaking affairs that leave you at the top of the world or batter and bruised. romance and in its every day form and as lived out millions of times over around the world and is a slow and subtle and and quiet affair. something that grows in you and ever so slowly and probably without you even noticing it slowly taking over your being. no one can tell me when i am in love. for if someone did and i would not believe him anyway and for no one but me would know. and even then and it is just a feeling and a certain knowledge that you are feeling this exalting emotion. that you want nothing but the best for someone and that you would never want to see them suffer a moment of sadness. that you are willing to take a great degree of pain for them. i would not go so far as to say be willing to die for your loved one and for we are all human and and we do not know what we are capable of in the face of death until that moment is upon us. is the love between the main characters of the film and ever so subtle and understated and no less noble than that between romeo and juliet. the unstated emotions and the unsaid feelings and convey far more than any repeated shouts of i love you. the restraint shown by the lead actor and displayed ever so poignantly in the scene where he watches his love interest through the cafe window and yet never did he move to make himself known to her and was simply heart wrenching to watch. would most of us be selfless enough to remain hidden and knowing that her emotions and feelings could not possibly be reciprocated. on another note and how will i deal with my own certain death. while i can claim i have been seriously ill and i can not in all honesty say that i have ever come close to death. will i be so calm and putting all my affairs in order and and leaving instructions for others to take up what i leave behind. i suspect i will be calm and for i will have little choice in the matter. can i be so selfless. again and the answer will have to be in the negative. i can empathize with the anguish and knowing that your life is forfeit and that fate has dealt you a fatal blow and and that future events and however little there are of them left and are no longer under your control. life is nothing more than a series of small events and the culmination of which may seem great for some in retrospect. but only very rarely. 
how often do we live our romantic life as on the big screen and with torrid affairs and passionate encounters. almost never and if what i see as normal life around me is anything to judge by. romances and as previously stated and are hardly ever earthshaking affairs that leave you at the top of the world or batter and bruised. romance and in its every day form and as lived out millions of times over around the world and is a slow and subtle and and quiet affair. something that grows in you and ever so slowly and probably without you even noticing it slowly taking over your being. no one can tell me when i am in love. for if someone did and i would not believe him anyway and for no one but me would know. and even then and it is just a feeling and a certain knowledge that you are feeling this exalting emotion. that you want nothing but the best for someone and that you would never want to see them suffer a moment of sadness. that you are willing to take a great degree of pain for them. i would not go so far as to say be willing to die for your loved one and for we are all human and and we do not know what we are capable of in the face of death until that moment is upon us. is the love between the main characters of the film and ever so subtle and understated and no less noble than that between romeo and juliet. the unstated emotions and the unsaid feelings and convey far more than any repeated shouts of i love you. the restraint shown by the lead actor and displayed ever so poignantly in the scene where he watches his love interest through the cafe window and yet never did he move to make himself known to her and was simply heart wrenching to watch. would most of us be selfless enough to remain hidden and knowing that her emotions and feelings could not possibly be reciprocated. on another note and how will i deal with my own certain death. while i can claim i have been seriously ill and i can not in all honesty say that i have ever come close to death. will i be so calm and putting all my affairs in order and and leaving instructions for others to take up what i leave behind. i suspect i will be calm and for i will have little choice in the matter. can i be so selfless. again and the answer will have to be in the negative. i can empathize with the anguish and knowing that your life is forfeit and that fate has dealt you a fatal blow and and that future events and however little there are of them left and are no longer under your control. life is nothing more than a series of small events and the culmination of which may seem great for some in retrospect. but only very rarely. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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