Love is being a thousand miles away and still being able to picture his eyes.
Love is something you can't explain, It comes out of no were like rain.
Love is when you dream about them every night, and wake up the next day wondering if they were dreaming about you too.
Love is being able to turn to your friend and say "that's him" and they already know everything about him from you.
Love is walking into a crowed room of people and knowing he's in the room, because you get that feeling.
Love is kissing them in front of a crowd of people and not wondering what everyone is thinking.
Love is. When you get week in the knees when they kiss you, or when you talk to them.
Love is when you're lying in your bed at night falling asleep and pretending he's lying right there next to you.
Love is when he walks into the room and you forget to breathe, your heart stops for that split second, you get that rush.
Love is missing him before he leaves.
Love is never thinking you could have these kinds of feelings and have them for him. Love is more than just butterflies it's indescribable.
Love is like sand if you hold on to tight it might slip away.
Love is like quick sand, the deeper you fall the harder it is to get out.
