I <3 U

Love.

It's not all rainbows and fairy tales.

Sometimes... It hurts.
And it's scary. And it's tough.

It's one of the toughest things around.

Love...

Love is feeling someone bristle at your concern.

Love
is holding someone while they fight you,
because they need to
be held even if they don't want it.
And you just need to hold
them.

It's spilling your guts,
knowing without question
that what you're saying will hurt.

It's knowing that,
though there is pain,
no one is leaving.

It's staying, even while you cry.

Sometimes
love means you fight.
Not because you hate each other,

or want to do harm,
but because you are open to
every part of each other.

Even the parts that fit like two left shoes.

Or maybe you're just madat the world that day.

Sometimes
you go to bed angry.
Sometimes you stay up all
night,
because as soon as you manage to
make up, and
make amends,
something else goes wrong.

Just remember that it's love
.Remember that it hurts,
and it's worth every second.

Remember that happiness
isn't smiling all the time.

Love is...
Taking care of yourself. First.

Because if you expect someone else
to do it for you, you're not going to get it.

Because its fun to be suprised
when you don't have to do it.

Because you aren't much good to anyone
when you're falling apart at the seams.

Because
you want to be the best,
brightest star shining in their eye.

(Or at least one of the few brightest.)

Trusting
each other. Reaching out first.
Taking that agonizing step
out of
the safety of your own mind,
and into a
world of together.

Learning to speak each other's language,
instead of expressing your heart your own way.

Understanding when they are expressing their heart,
even when it's not the way you want to hear it.

I wish I could better explain
what it is that I'm feeling at this moment.