Teacher: So class, we all know there is no real
definition of love, but what is yours?
Class: ...
Guy That's Usually Quiet: *raises hand*
To me, love is complicated, but it's something real. It's
when you see someone as they are and what they are, no matter
what's wrong with them. It's when you see someone as
completely perfect, even though they may have a billion
imperfections. It's when you can't get that one person
off your mind, no matter how hard you try. It's when even the
slightest thing they say or do, changes you completely. And
it's when you can't give up on them, even though you know
that they've already given up on you. Love is the glue
that holds the world together, in my opinion.
True
story.
