In true love ones identity gets dissolved. A short story in Hinduism reveals the truth beautifully.Once when Krishna and Radha were together, Radha expressed her envy over Krishna's flute, as it was more closer to Him.
Krishna replied “O Radha, it is very difficult to attain that state. One would have to annihilate oneself totally to become like the flute. In true love as in the case of the flute, the identity melts away. The flute is in fact the very heart of a beloved. It does not carry its own tunes.
Rather it simply becomes an instrument for mellifluous music of the lover to flow. When I breathe life into it, it sings forth the sweet notes loudly. When I become silent, it simultaneously slips into silence!” By becoming selfless, one realises one's true self. On realising one's true self, the pseudo-self drops where one becomes the expression of pure love.