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Love always begins as a game.
A shy glance.
A careful touch.
A bit of teasing.
Nothing half and nothing whole.
But then it gets serious. From one second to another. If one of them is to decide.
Then love is not a game anymore. You shouldn't miss the moment, when you should stop playing.
Otherwise both lose.