But you know its love when an mental image of that person just brings a smile to your face. When the day a little sunnier just picturing her. And time bends just for her, day or night its just you and her. You know when your in love when you begin to change your thoughts. Its not more I, but us. Evey little imperfaction of her's you know, and every of yours she also knows. Any mischievious deeds as a kid that you might regreted, each other knows. Knowing her favoriate food, color, and animal. But love is not only emotional, its also physical.

You love her grace that would make sawns would be jousles. How she brushes her hair, hair that would imspire 1000 peots. And her scent that would cast away all of your pain from just smelling her. And a body that 1000 artians wouldn't be able to draw, because she is so perfect. Her skin which feels better then silk when you touch it. A voice which would make anyone laugh when she tells a joke, make the gods cry when she is down, and would take anyone's heart when she sings.

You must be in love mentally, and physically. This is love.