I am but a mirror. No more or less than a reflection of you.
Oddly you are. We all are. But i feel like circumstances will always be different even in how we translate love. I have realized diversity in humans touches even on our deepest emotions as love though I agree with most of your thoughts.
The translation is never the thing. Words are limited, always bound and imperfect in the way they are delivered and received. Love cares little for such limitation.