Love, to me, is one of the most beautiful things someone can feel.
Love means growing with one another and accomplishing your dreams together.
It is simple like waking up a little earlier to make them breakfast or remembering little things. It does not mean constantly getting physical things for the people you love. Love means taking time out of your day just to show that you appreciate them.
Love means being a shoulder to cry on and to lean on. To walk through life with this person no matter how rough times can get. It means being there for one another and being able to communicate. It is being able to be yourself and not feel like you have to hold back. There is no judgment in love.
Love means going somewhere you really don’t want to because they want to go or staying up until 3am just talking about life.
Love is a simple look and a simple hello. Love is a hug when you need it or just when you want it. Love is listening and trusting. Love is not getting angry when you are tired and someone needs a listening ear.
Love is family and friends.
Love to me is a lot of things, but most of all love to me is being able to wake up every morning with people in your life that support you and keep you moving.