Love is your sister cooking breakfast for you everyday.
Love is your dad checking up on you if you’re okay.
Love is your friend or lover asking you, “How was your day?”
Love is that stranger you saw last night giving a few pennies to the quiet kid near the subway.
Love is the sun shining everyday.
Love is when someone really listens to what you have to say.
Love is saying no even when the other person gets hurt.
Love is simple. Love is.
Love is your friend going with you to the scary doctor’s appointment.
Love is when you’re laughing with your med school friends who are all thinking, “What the fuck are we doing now?”
Love is your parents giving you your weekly allowance.
Love is when your family helps you out.
Love is in that stranger who gave you that scholarship.
Love is in the silence in between long distance friendships, we just know that it’s there.
Love is when your girlfriends call you because of that douche bag.
Love is when someone asks you, “Are you alright? I’m here you can talk to me. I’ll be there in a heartbeat.”
Love is when someone doesn’t want you to leave.
Love is when someone lets you go because he or she knows that it is best.
Love is when when someone shares their french fries.
Love is when someone gets water for you when you eat out.
Love is in that friend who keeps on cracking jokes.
Love is when your dog jumps in happiness when she sees you.
Love is being okay with the simple and mundane.
Love is in the highs and lows, the blanks and in-between.
Love is in the passion you have for your greatest dream.
Love is when someone waits for you, whatever the reason is.
Love is when someone looks for you, when you’ve suddenly disconnected.
Love is in that person who says: You can do it.
Love is there even when a person dies.
Love is manifested in so many things.
It can be a smile, a hug, or an ocean of tears.
Love that is given is never gone.
Love circumvents, it floats, it’s like air.
You breathe it in and you let it out.