Being in Love is a slow kiss goodnight... it's anticipation.
Being in Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything...it's respect.
Being in Love is an imperfection in your self not bothering you... it's acceptance.
Being in Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet...it's patience.
Being in Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles... it's exploration.
Being in Love does not have to say, "lets make love," because you know what the other person wants... it understands.
Being in Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed... it's consideration.
Being in Love is both of you remembering protection... it's responsibility.
Being in Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles... it's humor.
Being in Love is being told "stop and I'll kill you..." it's desire.
Being in Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door the to bedroom... it's abandonment.
Being in Love is seeing what your love really looks like for the first time... it's truth.
Being in Love is knowing what time it is and not caring... it's joy.
Being in Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace... it's ecstasy.
Being in Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew... it's renewal.
Being in Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be woken... it's tenderness.
Being in Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder... it's where fantasy meets reality.
Being in Love is being there to wake your lover slowly... it's sensuousness.
Being in Love belatedly knows why you bothered to buy a queen-sized bed years ago... it's practicality.
Being in Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed... it's closeness.
Being in Love knows you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person... its trust.
Being in Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent... its faith.
Being in Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore" ...it's a lesson in human frailty.
Being in Love is opening your medicine cabinet finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel... it's adaptation.
Being in Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before... it's reflection.
Being in Love is hearing the weather forecast for a thunderstorm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover... it's loneliness.
Being in Love ...is sometimes a story that will never be told... it's personal.
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