hey is dis a repost? no idea.......anyway here goes........i dont really accept some of these so tell me wat u guys think....
Love is when you when you can't stop thinking about her.
Love is when you find yourselves holding hands and neither remembers initiating the contact.
Love is when you find yourself having a great time clothes shopping, just because you're together.
Love is when you get some great news or some sad news and the first person you feel like calling is her.
Love is when you feel all ill at ease and moody because circumstances prevent you from seeing her for a day or two.
Love is when you remember her birthday. Even though you had to write a note to yourself and stick it on the dashboard of your car.
Love is when she spends two hours talking to your mother and is still sane afterwards.
Love is when she grips your arm during the scary bits of the movie.
Love is when you walk through the park at night and she says "I feel so safe with you".
Love is when you see something she'd like and buy it on the spur of the moment; just because you know she'll smile when you give it to her.
Love is when you sell your car just to buy a plane ticket, and chase her across the world to say "I'm sorry".
Love is when you smell her scent on your clothes and it floods your mind with happy memories.
Love is when, after you've broken up, you compare everyone else to her and find them all lacking.
Love is when, after you've broken up, you cry after looking at photos of her.
Love is when you contemplate driving your car off a cliff because you can't stand life without her.
Love is when you live.
Love is when you when you can't stop thinking about her.
Love is when you find yourselves holding hands and neither remembers initiating the contact.
Love is when you find yourself having a great time clothes shopping, just because you're together.
Love is when you get some great news or some sad news and the first person you feel like calling is her.
Love is when you feel all ill at ease and moody because circumstances prevent you from seeing her for a day or two.
Love is when you remember her birthday. Even though you had to write a note to yourself and stick it on the dashboard of your car.
Love is when she spends two hours talking to your mother and is still sane afterwards.
Love is when she grips your arm during the scary bits of the movie.
Love is when you walk through the park at night and she says "I feel so safe with you".
Love is when you see something she'd like and buy it on the spur of the moment; just because you know she'll smile when you give it to her.
Love is when you sell your car just to buy a plane ticket, and chase her across the world to say "I'm sorry".
Love is when you smell her scent on your clothes and it floods your mind with happy memories.
Love is when, after you've broken up, you compare everyone else to her and find them all lacking.
Love is when, after you've broken up, you cry after looking at photos of her.
Love is when you contemplate driving your car off a cliff because you can't stand life without her.
Love is when you live.
