Saturday, 14 May 2011

Protection


What is love? Well, what I mean is what do you think love is? Some people think it's those darn butterflies you get in your stomach, some think it's a kiss in the rain, others think it's chocolates and flowers. Truth is, it's all of those things and none of them. That's a total oxymoron, but there's no one definition to love. For me, I love having my boyfriend by my side when I need him most. It's not the moments that he does cute, planned out things, but rather those unexpected behaviors. When I'm sick, he takes care of me. He makes me food when I'm feeling tired and unable to get up. This picture was of a night when I was tired and had a horrible stomach ache. I slept like a baby, and not once did he try to wake me up. He made sure I was feeling okay, which was so comforting. For me, love is feeling like I'm home when I'm not. And he's my home.

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