Love is knowing their deepest darkest secrets, insecurities, faults and mistakes.  You do not care, as you even love all the worst, and always will no matter WHAT they do or do not do.  You want to hold it all, kiss it, cuddle it, and say it is all right, it is all just all right.  Because you’re you, and I love all of you, the REAL you.

That, is love.

~ Paperbackreiter

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