Today's love story is by my boyfriend's sweet and lovely sister, Mel. She and her boyfriend are one of the cutest couples I've ever met. You can tell how in love they are and how much they care for each other from the moment you meet them. And I love her story. It's perfectly written and explained.
Love: the funny thing about it, it that it is never quite the same. I love my mom. I love my dog. I love sleeping in. I love dark denim. I love my boyfriend...
What love is to me is actually more definable by explaining the things that it is not. It is not lust. It is not infatuation. It is not allowing yourself to be stubborn. It is not facing a problem with your partner/spouse that you both aren't willing to fix. It is not making decisions on your own.
Lastly, to me, love is the willingness to grow. Grow from the person you were, into the person you are in love, because you know that by doing so, you are strengthening a bond with another and creating a happier life.
My love story is simple. This is the person who makes me feel all of the things i've mentioned above. He's the one who taught me how to love.