Love is Infinite.

Love is untamable.
Love is spontaneous.
Love is Infinite.

Love isn't something that's learned, or taught. Love is felt. Love is experienced. Love isn't perfect, even though most people seem to think it is. Love itself isn't perfect. It's the way you love someone. That's perfect.
It's the way you fight but then he kisses you just to get you to shut up.
It's the unspoken truce of "I will always love you no matter how much you smell like chlorine."
It's the late night phone calls that usually end up in laughing fits.
Its the conversations in my car that lasted so long the windows got foggy and we just started drawing pictures on the condensation.
It's the way you can miss someone so much, and try so hard to get your mind off them, but you always get reminded of how much they truly mean to you.
Love breaks you down. Piece by piece until you're so scattered and so melted by this person that only they know how to put you back together.
Love isn't always happy endings and "I love you's."
It's about saying I love you until you get to the happy ending.

Love is hard. It's damn hard. And sometimes it seems like it would be easier to let go and walk down a different path. But deep down you know that no matter how hard you try, the second you try to let go, love would pull you right back.

Love is deep, and unforgiving. It's powerful. And once you fall.. really truly fall.. its nearly impossible to get back up. But you don't want to. Because love is untamable. Love is spontaneous.

Love is infinite.