I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but for me it is getting irritated with everything that the guy does and still wanting to be with him more than any other person..
Love is telling the guy everything in this world, including things that I could be ashamed off and knowing that it would be our little secret for the rest of our lives..
Love is watching a movie cuddled on the sofa, but still getting goose bumps every-time he pecks you on the cheek.
