Love is not the frilly feeling you get, nor the warm fuzzies, nor the laughter. Love is not the the good times, the play time, its what's after. Love is that steel that is strengthened through hard times, through suffering, and through hard decisions. Love is the day after the storm and picking up the pieces. Love is freezing with someone by your side shivering too. Love is waking up in the darkness after a nightmare and knowing that those who love you most will never let it come true.
