Love is when you find yourself needing to be with someone, when you get a whiff of their smell (lets say their aroma) when they are not even around. When you find yourself smilling at the contents of your last shared conversation and when you stare idly out into thin air longingly. When you accept all their flaws alongside all their qualities. When you consider them beautiful while all their clothes are on as their lips move and as their words fall from their mouth. Whether it is good or bad and when you have 100% trust that they will never cheat. When you can refrain from arguing of the minor things and discuss the important things. That is my take on it anyway.

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