Love is like the ebb and flow of music, tender as fire, constant as the changing tides, certain as the weather, calm as a storm. It's like a cool green valley dripping in golden sun, or like a warm summer night when every silver star sparkles bright. It's a milkshake with two straws, or a rainy downtown window that burns through the dark. Love is a weeping willow, a red, red rose. 

That's love. Confusing but beautiful. Imperfect but sacred. Precious but routine. 

And what an amazing gift love is! Cherish it. Seize every moment. Love even when it's hard, even when it's unfair, even when you feel you can't, because true love never, ever gives up. True love is patient and steadfast and steady. True love never fails.