(I caught the second half of Before Sunset last night and just loved it. These are the thoughts inspired by the movie.)

Love is wanting to spend every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every month of every year of your life with the one you love.

Love is not knowing what's going to happen next and not caring, only wishing this moment will stretch onward infinitely.

Love is the opposite of rather being alone than feeling lonely with someone else.

Love is at ease, feeling adored and saying to him: mister i think you are going to miss your flight and he says: i know, as if that's the most natural thing in the world - yet in the meantime (his) feeling too much emotion to articulate a thing.

Love is being lost in the conversations, feeling the connection, experiencing the magic and being overwhelmed with the sense of drenched in love.

Love is rare.

(Btw, what do you think happens next, in the movie?)