It is never clear where the burden is, when it comes to love.
Do I open myself to you? Do you open yourself to me? What do we do? Do I say I love you or do I prove it? Should love be assumed? Or be grounded with truth and evidence?
It is funny, but it is very easy. When it comes to love, I find it hard to actually believe what I feel. I say the words, I feel it, and yet I do not hear it!
Love is selfless and disinterested yet its contradiction in terms: it means that one is indifferent to that which one values.
To love is to value.
Can you measure love?