What is love? (Valentine’s Day Special!!!)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEXWRTEbj1I

Love is about the little things. Love is when you look at someone, and it truly doesn’t matter if they are even paying attention to you. It doesn’t matter if they are looking at you, talking to you. Because you love them.

They could be talking to someone else, it truly doesn’t matter. But you can’t help but stare at them, take in them. Take in their laugh, their smile, their words. Every movement, every reaciton that flashes across their face. And somehow you are mesmermized.

You love their sense of humor, addicted to their laugh. Literally to every little thing that they do.

Love can be as soon as you think you start loving a person, but you’ll always know for sure. An indication that you love someone is when you almost feel like you might Freudian slip it, are thinking about writing it (accidentally), or are toying with the idea of loving someone. You are constantly thinking about it, thinking about the person, turning it over and over in your head. And it is a pleasant thought.

You just can’t let them go. The thought of it hurts too much.

It also physically hurts because you miss them all the time. It’s a strange thing…love. Strange thing because the thought of them both hurts and is the best thought at the same time. But it only hurts because it’s the best thought, you see?

Leaving and letting go hurts. You want to be by them all the time and spend all your time together. And it’s easy to spend time together, as well. Even just being there in the same presence is enough. Is everything, actually.

Love is acceptance. Love is seeing them for they are. Loving what they are…the way they are. Not necessarily wanting to change them (though change is such a broad word, and some change can be a good thing).

Love is all about seeing the little things about them that no one else sees, that now you know these things. And loving those things, those “secrets.” Love is opening your heart up to somebody. Love is trusting someone with all your soul and giving your soul. And no one could ever convince you otherwise.

Love is staring at them and admiring them when they have no idea and not even looking at you but focusing on something else.

Love is opening up your heart and your soul. Telling them things you would never tell someone else. And feeling deeply connected to them.

Because actually what love does to you…is makes you want to be the BEST possible person for them. You should want to change. Otherwise you’re not doing it right.

Even if you love them, even if they love you back, you still want to change and be even better. Because that’s just what they deserve, and you because you love them, you want them to get EVERYTHING they deserve. All the happiness in the world, you want them to have it. You want to give it to them, be the one to give it to them.

But ultimately, true love is even understanding that if for some reason you weren’t the one to give them that happiness, you’d let them go if that’d make them more happy. Because that’s how much you love them. How many times have we seen that in movies? But it’s a real life thing, too.

Love is a crazy thing because it expands all borders and expectations. It shocks you. Its expansion, its capabilities.

Love is someone being there for you at your worst. Always staying, and not even faltering for a moment’s hesitation. Seeing you at your worst…and still loving you. Love is being there through the highs and lows. Just being there always. A constant. Stability. Love means, that it doesn’t matter what has to happen or what happens. You will still be there, you will still love them, and nothing can steer you off of the path of love. True love, is that strong.