love is a hard thing to e x p l a i n ;all I know about it is that when I'm withyou, things seem so simple. No one elsecan make me laugh so hard my stomachhurts, or cry so hard I start to feel my heartbeat in my forehead. You're imperfect in so many ways, and that's okay, because I don't think I could feelthe same way about you if you weren't."Just You" gives me the butterflies everytime. I never want to let go, because the person I am now is different. I'm always happy. <-- I think that's love.