Love is answering calls at three in the morning
Not rolling over.
Love is planning birthday surprises a month in advance
Not forgetting til the Monday after
Love is bringing soup and bad movies
Not rolling eyes and saying 'suck it up'
Love is always always finding time
Not picking sleep over friends
Love is finding awful jokes just to make her laugh
Not avoiding the rant for hours and hours
Love is two-sided and honest
Not an inch to mile ratio
Love is the pain of seeing fresh scars on her arms
Not fleeting eyes and selective vision
Love is a burden
Not a choice
Love is from the heart
Not the brain
Love is what I give
Not what you pretend to
