Young love is passionate and tumultuous, It is like the boiling river and does not wish to be restrained. It is single minded and waxes your discontent and wanes your interest in things other than the object of your attention.
The distracting force creates a drab gray world in the background against which the shining beacon of you desire burns brilliantly. No other beauty is as beautiful, no other thing as precious and no other desire which is stronger.
Set against this the experience of old love.
Like the ocean it is sure of its depth, It reaches out and wants to touch things around in wonder as if seeing life in all its glory for the first time. It creates curiosity and zest for life.
It is a satisfying surety that makes the world richer, food finds new flavor and pursuits find new vigor. The object of your affection is a brilliant light that makes the whole world brighter and reveals its myriad colors and textures.
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