I don't know what love is.
But, I think love is knowing that the sun will rise tomorrow. I think love is drinking tea, while reading your favorite book.
I think love is the puppy-dog kisses, growing old together, memorizing each other, knowing what every face, noise, &gesture means.
Love ...
is pixie dust, and rainbows, it's not Valentine's cards and cheap boxes chocolate.
It's staying up late, and pouring your heart out to one another.
It's getting up in the morning and counting the seconds until you see them again.
Love can be happy, but it's also sad.
Because when you're in love you don't want to let go.
You want to hold onto that person forever, even though they're gone. Love ... is magical.
But I don't know what love is.