What I have with him is not perfect. We argue, we fight. We cry, and we make up. We are two imperfect people who struggle to get along with each other.
BUT that’s the beauty of what we have - at the end of the day, we go back to each other because we choose to STRUGGLE to get along. We never give up on each other -
we don’t want to give up on each other..
Simply because we LOVE each other. For me, this is the meaning of love. You NEVER give up on the one you love. NEVER.
I love you, babe. Forever 21!