Love is...

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Love is helping each other, trusting each other, and respecting each other.

It's building each other up instead of tearing each other down.

It's being partners. Equals.

Love is wanting to spend time together. Love is being able to spend time apart.

Love is calling me Nicole the very first time you met me, and then calling me Nick every time after that. (Or maybe you never even called me Nicole then.)

Love is giving me the first and last bites of your food, even when I try to say no.

Love is "Good morning!" and "Goodnight!"

"How did you sleep?" and "How are you?"

"Is there anything I can do to help?" and "Let me know if you need anything!"

Love is that look in your eyes. (Love is that same look in your eyes when I'm in my PJs without any makeup on after a long day.)

Love is "Let me know when you're home safe."

Love is "Pull over, I'll drive."

Love is not letting little things ruin our day (anymore).

Love is you waving goodbye from your driveway and me flashing my brights at you in response.

Love is "Come over, I made us dinner."

Love is wanting you around when the good things happen. It's wanting you around when the bad things happen.

Love is you opening the passenger door for me, and then me leaning over and pushing the driver door open for you.

Love is somehow knowing from the minute I met you that you would always be one of the most important people in my life. (How is that even possible?)

You've been at my side for more than one-third of my life. You've been my partner for half a decade.

Happy five years, you.

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