When I fall in love, Itās never because of how someone looks or how they dresses and appears. Itās never because of their social status, their possession and their lifestyle. I fall for their mind and heart. I fall for the little details, the in between lines that no one else usually sees.
When I fall in love, I fall for the personal intimate conversations when someone shares their heart and mind and deepest unshared silly thoughts with me.
I fall for spontaneity and directness. I fall for the genuine ones who always mean what they say and say what they mean.
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