What is love?

Is it when you find someone worth dying for? Is it that one person who is totally compatible with you? Maybe you’re so in love with someone it’s unhealthy. You constantly think about them, want them, need them. They complete you. Maybe I’ve got it all wrong, maybe i am too young to know what ‘love’ is. I think love is when you find that special person and you don’t ever want to let them go, an instant click or spark. You want to talk to them and be around them constantly. They become you’re everything. You’d do absolutely anything for them. Maybe it’s just an utter obsession. Maybe I’m just holding onto the memories. Maybe what they say is true, everything that is meant to be will work out perfectly.

I am in love with you. I don’t care how long it takes or what I have to do or how hard it’s gonna be. I need you. I want you. Forever. Like you said in the beginning. I’ve fucked up but I will turn everything around in the right direction to have you back. It’ll be better than before. I think you might be my one and only. I won’t stop until I have you.