When someone else’s happiness is your happiness, that is love.
I love when you smile, but I love it when I’m the reason.
I don’t need someone perfect. I need someone who loves me, respects me, cares for me and understands me.
Did you know that I really love the 2nd word of this question?
Kiss me, and you may see stars. Love me, and I will give them to you.
I don’t know if you know this, but you’re the first person I truly loved.
