πWhen we love, we don't want any freedom...πWe want so badly to belong to the one who entered our heart.What could be more wonderful than to hear from a person dear to you "You are mine, I will never give you to anyone"?πLove is the sweetest voluntary captivity...πWe ourselves want to be appropriated, taken away from everyone, enclosed in strong hugs and never given to anyone ...But only when we love...β€οΈβπ₯