I dare you, to tell me i dont love him.
I dare you to tell me im stupid nieve and dont know what love is.
I dare you to tell me im wrong.
Love is made out to be this wonderful perfect heart filling thing. And yes that is what it is...but thats not all.
Love takes work, it takes trust and honesty. Love is not just a feeling, it is much more than that. A real love is one worth fighting for, worth going through some things for. A real love is what i have. We may not be the happiest couple 24-7 but i known for sure we are the realist. We can call eachother out on our bullshit. We can tell eachother the cold hard truth and not get angry. We can talk for hours about nothing. We can fall asleep in eachothers arms. Hes the first one i go to when im down and the only one who can bring me up. There are no secrects between us, he is my bestfriend. The one i care and have love for. The one who makes me think im dreaming. The one who gives me as much as possible. The one who still makes my heart flutter after 10 months. The one who i can run to crying my eyes out an within seconds everything is okay. When around him i have to be close, were drawn together and you can feel the tension in the room. He knows my thoughts, he knows my feelings, he knows me better than myself. He is there for me through anything. He is my unforgetable, undeniable , irriplaceable love.
