What is love?
what is love?
i think love is when he looks at you and you cant help but smile
when you lay in bed and do nothing but cuddle and you can think of a better day
when you leave and want to run back just to hug him
when you're sad to get a text message from anyone else but him
love is looking in his eyes and saying everything without saying a word
calling him at the end of the day just to tell him about your day
love doesn't always mean flowers, chocolate and sex
sometimes it just means being immensely happy with the person in front of you
knowing everything about someone and loving them because of all that they are
loving every small detail about someone
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