Love is being comfortable enough to sleep in their car while they drive you home. Love is not being afraid of silence between you and that person. Love isn't butterflies and sweaty palms. It's safety.You'll feel love. It might not come in the form of a lover. It could come in the form of a friend or a kind heart, but you will feel love. It will wrap its arms around you while you cry yourself to sleep. I will rub your hand under the table when you're nervous. It will be proud of you and everything you do. Love will kiss your heart with its words. It will dance with you while you trip over its feet. Love will let you borrow it's jacket because it's cold. Love with take you to its favorite spot. Love with kiss you with enough fire to ignite every forest in its wake. Love will not leave you uncertain. It will let you know how much you mean to it. Love will adore you.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 9:50 AM UTC
Love is being comfortable enough to sleep in their car while they drive you home. Love is not being afraid of silence between you and that person. Love isn't butterflies and sweaty palms. It's safety.You'll feel love. It might not come in the form of a lover. It could come in the form of a friend or a kind heart, but you will feel love. It will wrap its arms around you while you cry yourself to sleep. I will rub your hand under the table when you're nervous. It will be proud of you and everything you do. Love will kiss your heart with its words. It will dance with you while you trip over its feet. Love will let you borrow it's jacket because it's cold. Love with take you to its favorite spot. Love with kiss you with enough fire to ignite every forest in its wake. Love will not leave you uncertain. It will let you know how much you mean to it. Love will adore you.
My best friend asked me this question.
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