True love is not impassioned physical intercourse. True love is not sharing hobbies and exhibition of mutual affection. True love is when souls reflect off each other, like how you see the reflection of yourself in the mirror in your eyes in the reflection. A pocket universe of infinite dimensions in the binary understanding between two entities. Like a super dense and bright star with an interior composed of trillions of packed mirrors that reflect each other but each reflection also contains the true object.