love is not something that jus happens at the laundromat. what happens at the laundromat (or public buses if you must) is an infatuation. love is something that happens over time, as you get to know the person better, after all the good points fade away, after all the sweetness fade away. it happens when you quarrel and make up. it happens when you realized all the person's bad points. it happens when you spend time apart.

and through everything, when you learnt that you still accept the person for who he is, you understand the person through and through and love the good, the bad, the good times, the bad times, the quarrels, the happy memories. that is love.