Love is not what hurts and I know that now love is the good part. The butterflies in your stomach, the continuously missing him when you talked to him three seconds before. It's the trusting him to do anything trusting him not to cheat or lie and tell people and be proud of me. Love is the conversations you have with him until one in the morning. Love is when you can't sleep because reality doesn't suck anymore. Loves when all you can think about is him. You allowed himto walk through your walls and you don't know why you did it but your happy because is was the best thing you had done love is all the I love yous and I wuvs yous and the hugs. You feel safe in his arms. Safe something you thought you'd never feel again. Loves when you give him everything and you know he can break it In the matter of point blank and you trust him wholeheartitly not to. You realize heck yea he has a lot of imperfection he's not close to perfect but he's perfect for you,he's your kind of perfect. I love you boo