“How does someone know the difference between that and infatuation?"
He sat up between her legs, then pulled her into his lap to cuddle. "I don't think there is a difference. I
think infatuation is like a garden. If tended and cared for, it grows into love. If neglected or abused it
dies. The only way to have eternal love is to never let your heart forget what it's like to live without it.”