How do you tell when it's love?
Is it love when I take little particles of fabric out of her hair? What about when I play with her hair till she falls asleep on my lap?
Is it love when I see wallpapers she'd like and I take screenshots to send them to her later? Is it love when I remember to make sure she does not leave her glasses at the restaurant we had lunch at today?
Is it love when she looks at me and I forget how to breathe? How about when I tell her she's beautiful and blood rushes to her cheeks and turns her face pink?
How can I tell when it's love?




