I think love is seeing someone and feeling your stomach drop when they look at you.
I think love is your heart jumping when you hear their name.
I think love is blushing cheeks and hair twirling.
I think love is wishing they were with you at night to hold and chase away fears.
I think love is wanting to wake up looking into their eyes.
I think love is sitting with someone in complete silence and just feeling their presence.
I think love is stressing over things being just perfect and corny romantic dates with flowers.
I think love is being someone you aren’t normally because “you just can’t help it”.
I believe love is calls and text messages and vent sessions.
I believe love is honesty; with yourself and each other.
I think love is getting goosebumps when you hold hands.
I think love is kissing so much it’s hard to breathe.
I think love is being there through thick and thin just because you want to.
I think love is trusting someone with everything you have.
I think love is crashing and burning when mistakes are made.
I think love is when things seem unfixable because emotions ran to deep.
I think love is forgiveness.
I think love is second, third and fourth chances.
I think love is hard. I think love is about trying and giving it your all.
I think love is equal and beautiful and worth it.
I believe love is infinite.
I believe love can be lost and found and run over and trampled on and drowned and then hung up to dry… but love doesn’t dry out.
I think love is pure and full of happiness.
I think love is an uphill battle but being with the person you can’t live without makes it not seem like such a hike.
I believe love doesn’t have one start, but a million.
I believe love doesn’t have an ending unless you write one.
I believe that love is the reward for all of the past defeats and problems and struggles and bad days and sadness you have been through in the past.
I think love makes everything worth it.
I think love is beautiful and irrational and once in a life time.
I believe love is scary and tricky and not at all how you thought it would be.
I believe love is crazy and passionate and wild.
I believe love knocks on your door and sometimes you are not ready and that scares you and when you are scared and confused you make bad decisions… like 3 or 4 in a row.
And suddenly I think love knocks again, however long later and suddenly you have never been so sure in your life.
You want that love, but now you have mistakes to deal with.
Now the love you thought you wanted is put on a back burner while you try and figure out how to fix all the damage you’ve caused.
And here you are again, confused and hurt and too afraid to fall for something that is not written in the stars.
But I believe love is patient.
And maybe just maybe if you’re really lucky, love comes and knocks a third time.