love is...
draggging yourself out of bed to watch the sunrise on a mountain backdrop with someone who actually cares about that kind of stuff...and realizing just how pretty it is.
love is...
when the best part of your christmas present is the way her face lights up when she hands it to you in the hall between french and science...genuinely hoping you like it, though she knows you'll love anything she gets you.
love is...
driving all the way up to the canyon to build a campfire, though you really would prefer to stay home and watch 'project runway,' only to burn your hands on the fire and eat way too many s'mores...but let your little brother have the time of his life.
love is...
the way your heart leaps when you see your best friend's name on the caller id...and still grinning hugely at the sound of her voice.
love is...
running out in the torrential rain and singing 'i believe i can fly' at the top of your lungs with the people you care most about...and coming back in as wet as if you had jumped in a swimming pool.
love is...
staring at the stars, and matching them to reasons to be alive, to be happy...and you run out of stars before you even get to designer handbags.
love is...
shopping with your best friends and trying on everything in your size (even if it's so ugly you about cry when you put it on)...and buy nothing because you have no money.
love is...
bawling your eyes out on the last day of school...and all your friends are there hugging you and tellling you it's gonna be okay, and to just go give him a hug, it's your last chance!
love is...
putting up with a friend's crazy obsession with celebrities and not laughing (too hard) at her...at least not to her face.
love is...
the way you feel when you're sobbing in your mom's arms and she tells you it'll get better, i promise, even though you know it never will...and somehow, when you look up from her tear-soaked shouder, you think you might just be able to pull through.
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