When was little, I thought love was
about red roses and expensive dinners..
Truth is, love is giving him half your fries
when he said he wasn't hungry. It's
waking up at 4am to him snoring and
refraining from shoving him off the bed.
It's going on adventures, and having fun
together. It's stupid fights and memorable
make ups. Love isn't always pretty and
romantic... Love is just stumbling through life with your best friend.
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