Love is---

Love is 700 miles away. Love is spending $400 on gas alone to pick her up and spend a weekend with her. Love is skyping every night and waking up and seeing him right there next to you. Love is not talking for three days because work and family kept you busy. Love is not seeing each other for two months. Love is piles of stress on your shoulders, working to be together again. Love is loving their parents too, no matter how crazy they might be, or how hard they make things. Love is forcing her to talk to other people and make friends, because he sees how much them being apart is killing her. Love is making a playlist of all the songs he played in the car, to listen to every night. Love is sleeping with her blanket she let you keep, and his pillow. Love is putting the future aside to focus on the now, because without the now, there is no future- as hard as the now might be. Love is a one word reply to her text, because you’re busy but you made time to answer. Love is staying up until 4 am because that’s when he gets off work, even if she works at 6 am and should’ve really gotten some sleep. Love is refusing to talk to her so she does sleep. Love is giving him his space, because everything that’s stressing him out- is for her. Love is forgetting to say thank you, but knowing she’s thankful. Love is love you, you too. Love is unanswered texts, replaced with answered calls. Love is crying yourself to sleep. Love is laughing until you cry. Love is snuggles and hugs and kisses. Love is me and you. Love is never perfect. Love is the long run.

“Do it. Get on the plane, get the train, walk 300 miles. Get to her front door and tell her ‘I know this is crazy but I need you now.’ Our lives are too short to always be sensible. Get the girl. Distance makes no difference if your eyes light up when she laughs.”

Have you ever re-watched the first episode of a show that you're now emotionally invested in and been like