Love is laughing until I can't breathe and then snorting and laughing harder. Love is video games played to the taste of what I want, even if I don't actually play it myself. Love is coughing and sneezing and sticking with them to make sure everything is ok. Love is eating all the ice cream because I "have to eat something." Love is talking. Love is speaking about everything that could possibly go through my mind and conversing about it. Love is listening to the interesting information you found out about work/school/games. Love is understanding differences in speech/mannerisms/backgrounds/thought processes and being respectful. Love is apologies and forgiveness. Love is tears of happiness and pain and sadness and worry. Love is security and peace. Love is pure emotion. Love is a conscious choice made every single day. Love is wild abandon and ecstacy. Love is listening to you snore at night and being happy knowing I'm so close to you. Love is taking the blanket from me because I hog it when I turn. Love is pointing out when I'm being hysterical and laughing with me. Love is wanting to have 15 dogs and living together in the woods. Love is listening to my emotional rant about being sad for no apparent reason. Love is petting my hair and telling me to cry until I feel better. Love is unexpected.
Love is not agreeing to everything the other does or says or views. Love is not ignoring my faults but acknowledging them so we can grow. Love is not silence. Love is not insecurity and envy. Love is not jealousy. Love is not fault free. Love is not over bearing. Love is not abusive. Love will not make me cry in fear.
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Sweet Nothings of the Mind
PoetryA compilation of things I've written or will write that are sweet, cute, nice, etc. to read.
