i was recently tasked with answering the question,
“in your own opinion, what is love?”
and quite frankly, i wasn’t sure how to respond. and i still don’t.
i’m not sure how to word what i believe love is.
it’s pure happiness when you see someone,
it’s feeling calm when they’re around.
it’s loving their laugh, and doing anything to hear it.
loving their smile, and wanting to see it all the time.
love is work, love is happiness, love is sometimes crying and yelling, love is laughing and smiling.
it’s waking up in the morning and they’re the first thing you think of, and when you fall asleep at night, they’re the last thing you think of before drifting off.
it’s feeling them hold your hand tightly when you’re about to do something nerve wracking.
it’s looking into their eyes and not wanting to look away.
it’s pure happiness and pleasure.
it’s going through a lot, but knowing you’ll still have them.
it’s you and them against the problem not you against them.
It’s you and them.