Love is...

by Jenn   Mar 20, 2005


Love is seeing nothing wrong with him until he says so.
Love is never leaving him upset.
Love is not having to speak, because you already no what he is going to say.
Love is having the little things mean the most in your heart.
Love is helping him, when he needs a shoulder to cry on.
Love is smiling at him, and he knows that you care.
Love is missing him, even if he is right next to you.
Love is having the room for him, always, and forever in your heart.

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