How do you know when you're in love with someone? Is it when you smile every time you hear their name? Is it when you never want to be away from them? Is it when you don't see a single flaw about them? Or when the best feeling in the world is lying next to them? Well I'll tell you now it's not. Love isn't about any of those things only a portion. Love is when you'll put up with their annoyingness, their morning breath when they give you a kiss, when they embarrass you in front of everyone, etc. Even though you have to deal with their crap everyday it doesn't matter. How it's just a small price to pay to be with the person you love. Because love isn't like the movies, you're not going to have a perfect life with them. There won't be a happily ever after. Love is compromise and sacrifices and a lot of other things no one likes to do. But yet they do it anyway, to be with someone special. I always though that was the stupidest thing ever. Until I found my love.