|Everything isn't necessarily true but I thought there were some good points in this poem...|
Love vs. Infatuation
Infatuation is instant desire,
one set of glands calling to another.
Love is friendship that has caught fire.
It takes root and grows,
one day at a time.
Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity.
You are excited and eager,
but not genuinely happy.
There are nagging doubts,
little bits and pieces about your beloved
that you would just as soon examine too closely.
It might spoil the dream.
Love is the quiet
understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection.
It is real.
It gives you strength and grows beyond you,
to bolster your beloved.
You are warmed by his presence,
even when he is away.
Miles do not separate you.
You want him near.
But near or far, you know he is yours and you can wait.
"We must get married right away.
I can't risk losing him."
Love says, "Be patient.
He is yours. Plan your future with confidence."
Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement.
Whenever you are in one another's company
you are hoping it will end in intimacy.
Love is the maturation of friendship.
You must be friends before you can be lovers.
Infatuation lacks confidence.
When he's away, you wonder if he's cheating.
Sometimes you check.
Love means trust.
You are calm, secure, and unthreatened.
He feels your trust and it makes
him even more trustworthy.
Infatuation might lead you to do things you'll regret later,
but Love never will.
Love lifts you up.
It makes you look up.
It makes you think up.
It makes you a better person than you were before.
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