This was on a friend's Myspace page, in quotes, and I thought it sounded so cool...and so true. Don't know where it originally came from so I can't attribute it to anyone, but it was too perfect not to share.

"love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not spent, it is not excitement, it is not the issue of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and tis is both an art and a fortunate accident. It contains roots that have grown towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom falls from the branches it's found that the ones in love are one tree, not two."

Deep. Beautiful.