Love is the way you treat me.

Love is knowing what I put in my coffee.

Love is giving me the last sip of water even though you're still thirsty.

Love is forgiving me even when forgiveness seems impossible.

Love is spending the last of your money to make sure I have everything I need.

Love is knowing what my McDonalds order is.

It's always McFlurry lol

Love is knowing everything about me. Not because you have to. Because you want to.

Love is choosing eachother every morning, every night and every damn day even when our ego doesn't want to. Not once but everyday for the rest of our lives.

Love is us.

He is the one I want to wake up beside. With our kids climbing into our bed screaming at us to wake up. We look at eachother and sigh as we get up to open presents instead of getting to make out for just one more minute.

She replied "I'm crying because I never wanted you to feel the way I felt reading that poem just now."