Happy Valentine's Day
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whiski_sourThere's this saying I've heard that pertains to love. "Love is never having to say you're sorry." Or something similar. Well, I don't buy that.
This is what I think love REALLY is...
Love is not caring about what position the toilet seat is in.
Love is holding back their hair when they puke after too many beers. And, having them return the favor.
Love is knowing you'll always have someone there to bail you out of trouble...or jail.
Love is never worrying if you look fat in that dress.
Love is never worrying about going bald.
Love is being able to sit in comfortable silence.
Love is trying to say something and having it come out badly, but they knew what you meant anyway.
Love is arguing over what to name a goldfish.
Love is never having to hide the bodies alone.
Love is forgetting which DVDs are yours and which are theirs.
Love is doing things just because.
Love is finding humor in unlikely places.
Love is selling the punch.
Love is bedhead and morning breath.
Love is sharing cold germs.
Love is doing something you hate just to be with the person you love.
Love is laughing at and with them.
Love is cold feet, hairy legs, and five o'clock shadow.
Love is getting drunk while playing Scrabble.
Love is being there when you'd rather be someplace else.
Love is trying new things.
Love is a reason to get out of bed in the morning and to stay up late at night.
Love is being able to tell someone that they're wrong, they're making a mistake, and I told you so.
Love is being able to admit you're wrong, that you made a mistake, and they told you so.
Love is always being able to go home.
Love is up for grabs.
Whether between friends, family, or lovers, love is something taken for granted. It's expected to always be there, always be unconditional. And, to celebrate it, love gets one day in a year that's filled to the brim with hearts, flowers, candy, and other trinkets.
But, love isn't pink or red. It's not a heart or a flower or a piece of chocolate. It's not a teddy bear or a diamond ring. It's not sold by Hallmark.
Love is intangible. It's a thought, a feeling, an idea. And, though any expression of it will never do it justice, it's best expressed everyday. With a touch, a kiss, a hug, a favor, a laugh, a smile.
Because really...love just is.
This is what I think love REALLY is...
Love is not caring about what position the toilet seat is in.
Love is holding back their hair when they puke after too many beers. And, having them return the favor.
Love is knowing you'll always have someone there to bail you out of trouble...or jail.
Love is never worrying if you look fat in that dress.
Love is never worrying about going bald.
Love is being able to sit in comfortable silence.
Love is trying to say something and having it come out badly, but they knew what you meant anyway.
Love is arguing over what to name a goldfish.
Love is never having to hide the bodies alone.
Love is forgetting which DVDs are yours and which are theirs.
Love is doing things just because.
Love is finding humor in unlikely places.
Love is selling the punch.
Love is bedhead and morning breath.
Love is sharing cold germs.
Love is doing something you hate just to be with the person you love.
Love is laughing at and with them.
Love is cold feet, hairy legs, and five o'clock shadow.
Love is getting drunk while playing Scrabble.
Love is being there when you'd rather be someplace else.
Love is trying new things.
Love is a reason to get out of bed in the morning and to stay up late at night.
Love is being able to tell someone that they're wrong, they're making a mistake, and I told you so.
Love is being able to admit you're wrong, that you made a mistake, and they told you so.
Love is always being able to go home.
Love is up for grabs.
Whether between friends, family, or lovers, love is something taken for granted. It's expected to always be there, always be unconditional. And, to celebrate it, love gets one day in a year that's filled to the brim with hearts, flowers, candy, and other trinkets.
But, love isn't pink or red. It's not a heart or a flower or a piece of chocolate. It's not a teddy bear or a diamond ring. It's not sold by Hallmark.
Love is intangible. It's a thought, a feeling, an idea. And, though any expression of it will never do it justice, it's best expressed everyday. With a touch, a kiss, a hug, a favor, a laugh, a smile.
Because really...love just is.
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