"Growing up, I always thought true love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, little block box that held expensive things, and always knowing what to say. I thought true love was a kiss in the rain, deep explanations, and the perfect story. But now that I'm older, I've realized it's not like that at all.
True love is watching The Titanic though you swore you never would. It's getting mad over stupid things. It's "You're an idiot," and "You're such a little shit." and knowing you're so lucky to hear those every day. It's spilling your feelings at 4AM when you should be asleep. It's that song you hear on the radio that always makes you smile. It's the worst story you could imagine, but thank God it worked out anyways. True love is never losing the magic. True love is not leaving when things get hard.
In the end, I still like my definition better anyway."