Love is wanting you to be okay, even though you hate me and I hate you.
Love is still wanting to hold on after. Love is hot. Love isn't always pretty. Love brings crazy to the table, it brings jealousy, irrational fears, rage. The best love stems from faith. Love is respect.
Love is getting angry when someone tries to hurt you. Love is complaining about you, but not letting anyone else do it.
Love is someone giving a shit about you enough to argue. Love is the ability to annoy. Good love is not passive. Love is being honest enough to say “don't touch me right now.”
Love is my fingers in your hair, a tug of war, a bowl of noodle soup, a knowing look, a funny story, a backrub, a mindfuck.