You say love, I say character. You spout the tragic lines, the familiar words, wounded and broken, grasping at notions of passion or what you think is passion. But love is silent. It requires no artificial phrases, no massive declarations, no honey letters or perfect poetry. They are nice to hear, a lilting melody to the ears, lingering for the insecure. The presence of security and being at peace, I think that's more love than 'I love you'.