What is love?
Is it when he constantly enters your thoughts?
Or maybe, when you unwillingly memorize his number?
Is it knowing his favorite song?
Or how about, knowing his favorite color?
Is it when you know what time he goes to bed?
Maybe it’s knowing who his parents are?
Is it when you share your first kiss with him?
Or when you’re first fight brings tears?
Maybe no one will ever know.