What if love isn’t what they portray in books and movies? What if it’s not fireworks when you kiss and love at first sight? What if we’re spending all of our time searching for something that doesn’t exist? Maybe love is giving back rubs without being asked and not expecting to get one back. Maybe love is splitting a cookie in half and purposely giving them the bigger piece because you know it’s their favorite. Maybe love is eating the whole cookie and not wearing makeup because you know they love you no matter how you look. Maybe love is going to the bathroom with the door wide open and not being embarrassed by your natural bodily functions. Maybe love is encouraging them to meet new people because you know they’d never hurt or leave you. Maybe love is telling them your secrets as casually as you would tell them the weather because you know they’ll never judge you. Maybe love isn’t understanding them on a deep and all-knowing level, but having the patience to try to. Maybe love isn’t having the same thoughts and beliefs, but being comfortable enough to talk about your opposing viewpoints to grow deeper individually. Maybe love is making a mistake and not being afraid to tell them because you know they’ll be grateful for your honesty. Maybe love isn’t passionate, knee quivering sex, but making love and giggling like kids when you make a funny noise. Maybe love isn’t thinking they’re the most attractive person you’ve ever seen, but still being more attracted to them than anyone else because of who they are. Maybe love is just being best friends, and not expecting one another to read minds and connect souls. Maybe love isn’t passionate grand gestures, fireworks, and soulmates, maybe love is just easy. Mutual respect, comfort, honesty, and kindness. What if we believe in a love that doesn’t exist, and that’s why we all end up heartbroken?