A Brief Reflection on Love

How do we know that we love someone? Well, one thing I've learnt today is that we know we love someone when life (with that person) magnifiies itself, so that even the seemingly slightest incident to the objective observer becomes the most traumatic experience subjectively. Words become unbearable and the incident (or the absent of the incident) repeats itself over and over again. You want to defend yourself, and you are probably right in your defence, but you have found no word because you have come to a subjective realization that you are wrong - you have hurt she who you love, even if it was a misunderstanding or a miscommunication or any kind of unfortunate coincident. But out of this you also realize that you love her - you really do.