There is no single definition of what love really is. But to describe it simply, it’s like there wasn’t anyone that made you happier. There wasn’t anyone who made you laugh harder. And there wasn’t anyone you would have done more for.

Perhaps love is looking at someone and their presence in your life makes you a better version of yourself. When you can have really deep conversations and still walk away with the respect you have for each other. When you hurt one another and say the wrong things but you still find forgiveness because your life without them wouldn’t be as wonderful if they just walked away. It’s wanting to know everything about someone even the little things. It’s not being able to go a day without speaking to them because every day with them is the best day of your life.

But at the end of the day, love is finding someone who simply makes you happy to be alive and values the relationship you do have, whatever that relationship may be. It’s looking at someone and believing you can do anything because you know they will be there to support you. It’s looking at someone and just being grateful they exist. It’s being the best version of yourself because of their influence and what they do give you.

What is love to you?