What is love supposed to be like? What's the point in telling someone you love them if you aren't sure it's going to last? I thought love was patient and kind. Love is not jealous and does not keep a record of wrongs. How come they say this is what love is, but we never actually have those things when we're in love? Does that mean we're not actually in love or are we just doing all of the wrong things? Was that written to let us know that we're in love or was it written to remind us to be that way with the ones that we love? How do you ever even know that you're in love? You can be crazy about someone and love them but just not get along. And when you're not getting along, when do you give up? When are you supposed to say enough is enough and just walk away? How do two people know that they are right for each other? Is it because they make you feel every emotion there ever was? Is the love of your life someone who regularly makes you laugh and makes you cry? Someone who can tell you that you are the most beautiful girl he's ever seen and in the next minute tell you to mind your own fucking business without even thinking twice about it? How many second chances does love get? Do they never run out? Love is supposed to be forgiving too. But when love lies to you and love steals and love hurts, forgiveness is impossible. Or am I being unreasonable? I think love should be supportive. Love should be you sticking by your man when he's at his lowest point. But when love treats you like a punching bag, eventually you want to hit back. Or you want to stop taking the blows. Love can make you cry every day whether you have it or not. Love can make you feel the greatest pain while you have it but you can feel the same pain if you let it go. Are you supposed to hold on to love as tight as you can when you find it? Or are you are you supposed to set it free and see if it comes back? What about the love that we let go of? The love we thought we felt but we ended up walking away from? Was that not real love? Is there something better for us to find or are we going to regret leaving love? I have love. It can be just as beautiful as it can be ugly. Love can make me laugh all day and love can make me cry all night. Am I supposed to ignore the bad and just enjoy the good? Is this the way love is supposed to treat me? Is this the way I'm supposed to treat love? Is the good greater than the bad? Is the good worth sticking through the bad? What is the truth and what is a lie? What's happiness in love? Is it the laughs and the smiles? Is it the fact that I can't picture a single day without him? Is it because I can picture a future with him? Is that love? What if I've felt that before? What's different this time? Really high highs and really low lows. Love consumes my entire day. Love can change everything. You can feel love in the kiss. You can know love in a glance. There's so much hope in love. Hope that it will last. Hope that you don't get hurt. Hope that you get what you were looking for. Hope that the love you give will be returned. Having faith in love is even better than hope. Faith in love is the greatest feeling of them all. Certainty is such a hard feeling to obtain. You just have to stare love in the face and you'll know if it's real. You have to feel it in the kiss, in the touch. The tingle you get when you feel their fingertips on your back. The feeling like love can get you through anything. I know what love is. Love is me and you.