It’s anticipation.
Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the
person at your side is not obligated to do anything.
It’s respect.
Love is an imperfection in yourself not bothering you.
It’s acceptance.
Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet.
It’s patience.
Love is not to say anything because you
know what the other person wants.
It’s understanding.
Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you
thought you were committed.
It’s consideration.
Love is knowing what time it is and not caring.
It’s joy.
Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew.
It’s renewal.
Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were
having asleep on your shoulder.
It’s where fantasy meets reality.
Love is being there to wake your lover.
It’s sensuousness.
Love is knowing you gave the extra set of keys to your
apartment to the right person.
It’s trust.
Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by
mutual consent.
It’s faith.
Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering
who you were with before.
It’s reflection.
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