Love is like... peels an orange for you, cleans the dishes for us after we eat a meal that you cooked, stays on the phone with you until you fall asleep, buys you orange juice at 3 in the morning because you want orange juice at 3 in the morning (and so do I), lets you keep my favorite copy of a book that I adored throughout my childhood because that book means so much to me but you mean even more to me, brushes your hair and braids it just how you said your mom would in those happy memories of your youth that you told me about, tells you “I love you” however many times you need to be reminded because I never grow tired of telling you, takes you to my childhood home and we pretend we knew each other all along...