Magic

I am not sure what love is...

But i think it is hearing her say, "You're an asshole" while her mouth betrays the words that just came out of her mouth.

It's getting a Skype call at eight in the morning so she can show you what her new outfit is because she cares about your opinion more than her judgement.

I think love is blurting out exactly how you feel about her when she asks you why you're looking at her 'like that'.

It's unplanned and sloppy, the exact opposite of how you wanted it to happen.

But the smile on her face tells you that it was perfect in it's own way.

Love is being afraid to let her know a certain parts about yourself, but telling her anyways.

It's making breakfast with her in the morning, dancing with her despite your two left feet and passionately singing the wrong lyrics to the song just so you can see her rolling your eyes at you while throwing her head back laughing.

Love is when you know there is no other girl who is quite like her for you. When you don't even turn heads to look at the next one coming in the door.

... I am not quite sure what love truly is, but it just might be magic.

❤

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