You cannot force love. It bursts on its own like a shooting star, blooms by itself like roses and sunflowers, and falls down from a hill like waterfalls. There is no rushing love, as love is always one with nature. Nature always has its perfect timing. There is no faking love as it is never artificial. You can only recreate it but not make a substitute for it. Love that is pure can only come from the deeps wells of our hearts.
