What is True Love?

Growing up I always thought true love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, little black box that held expensive things, and always knowing what to say. I thought true love was a kiss in the rain, deep explantations, and the perfect story. But now I'm older I've realized its not like that at all.

See because true love for me is ugly snapchats, and peeing while you're on the phone. True love is kissing at 6am despite the morning breath and singing at the top of your lungs. It's saying all the wrong thing, at all the wrong moments. Its sarcasm and being honest even when it hurts. It's late hours of the night when its been a long day and its no make up and bad hair. Its tears from laughter, its tears from sadness and its nothing like any storybook you've ever read. Its never running out of things to talk about, and its being comfortable in the silence of things. True love is watching The Titanic though you swore you never would because you know full well you'd cry. Its getting mad over stupid things. It's "you're an idiot" and "you're a little shit" and knowing you're so lucky to hear those every day. Its spilling your feelings at 4am when you should be asleep. Its that song that you hear on the radio that always makes you smile. Its the worst story you could imagine, but thank God it worked out anyways. True love is never losing the magic. True love is not leaving when things get hard. 

I like my definition better anyways. Don't you?