Love...
...is not perfect. It is not a fairy tale or a storybook and it does not always come easy.
It is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on and never letting go.
It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, and impossible to live without.

Love...
...is work, but most of all, love is realizing that every hour, every minute, and every second was worth it because you did it together. When you truly care for someone, you do not look for faults, you do not look for answers, you do not look for mistakes. Instead, you fight the mistakes, you accept the faults, and you overlook excuses.

The measure of love is when you love w/o measure. There are rare chances that you will meet the person you love and who loves you in return. So once you have it, do not let it go. That chance may never come your way again.

The most wonderful thing about love is not happy endings of fairy tales you see in movies or read about in books, it is where you see Grandpa and Grandma still holding hands, kissing and hugging each other even they are old. ♥ ♥

Now, that's the kind of love that I want.