leaves are falling all around

You do an eclectic celebration of dance!

Love is sending a note on your friend's behalf without telling her bc she can't talk to her damn wife. Love is lying under oath in a court of law to protect the ones who protected you. Love is giving your son a nickname about his disability so no one can use it against him. Love is getting in a bar fight when someone insults your father who sacrificed everything for you. Love is running in the dead of night to the train station for a baby you haven't even met yet.

Love is killing for someone.

Love is *living* for someone, through all the pain and the heartbreak that comes with it. It's staying with no expectations because just existing alongside them is enough. It's bettering yourself just because they've made life feel like living again.

Love is sweet treats shared in a nursing home.