Alright let’s take a step back for a moment…

A lot had happened in the last few weeks… I mean A LOT.

But getting back to the basics… What is love?
Now don’t get me wrong, I know we all have our own definitions of the four letter word… But what do I believe love is?

Here goes everything…
Love is pure pain, true uncomfortable tossing in your stomach, the need to be close, that ruptured artery feeling in your chest. You want to chew an aspirin to see if the pain will stop… But the only cure is the person causing it. The only cure is a kiss from the one who brings the butterflies. The only cure is to hear him say, “i love you” in that low tone, under the covers, with his hand on your face…

It’s knowing someone waits for you, its wanting to give them the world, it’s a continuous fall where you just keep giving. except you are receiving as well. It’s looking at someone else and saying “He’s the one, you don’t come close”. It’s falling asleep know he was the last one on your mind and he’ll be the first one when you wake up. It’s that uncomfortable urge to cry every time he hold your hand because you’re so unbelievably happy that he’s holding YOUR hand.

It’s staring into his eyes and seeing forever, not just talking about forever, but actually SEEING it. It’s seeing all the truths in those green eyes, it’s understanding every word and knowing he means them… just by the look in his eyes. Hearing him say “i love you” but seeing the love and compassion deep in those eyes.

It’s accepting someone flaws, it’s working through the hard times, it’s the hope for tomorrow with the dedication of forever, it’s the vows, the first steps and the rocking chairs.

It’s that “want” you have to be with someone for the rest of their lives, in sickness and in health, for better and for worse.

It’s finding “the one” and feeling the pain of knowing you might not be enough but jumping anyway.

Love is a risk. Love is hard. Love is painful. But with all the pain you go through somehow you always come out stronger than before, it’s coming out holding the hand of the one you went in with that makes the risk well worth it.

I’m in love. Deep, true, painful, uncomfortable love.

…and I wouldn’t have it any other way.