What is love?
One could well say that it is what makes me happy when I am next to that person,
Or he could affirm that it is to desire the well-being of that beloved person in spite of the consequences.
But no, that's not love.

It is more than a feeling, or a thought.
Love is not moved by ideals or by crude philosophies.
It is something that consumes our being,
it is something that feeds our life and makes more sense.

We all exist thanks to love.
We are here for love.
And we will continue here because of it.

I could well say that love is everything,
because it is the greatest and most significant of feelings.
That the one who does not love has not lived yet,
that without love you can not enjoy the little things that life gives us.

But it would not be right to give such a premise either.
Because love no matter how hard we try to agree does not have the same meaning for each person.
But what is love for me?

I can assure you that, for me, love is the desire to be with that person and cover all their needs.
Give the best of me for your complete happiness.
Always be there for her, both in good times and in bad times.
But is that all?

No, because that love that comes after is more special and unique than the previous one.
Love does not end with time, no; but it keeps growing and makes us better people with the day to day.
It unites us more until the time comes to make us inseparable.
It motivates us to continue cultivating that special relationship. To continue entering into this so unique.

Although there are still a few weeks left, this note is written for our first wedding anniversary.
Love never ends, but if it is not fed as it should, it dies.
Hence the importance of feeding that love always with small things,
small details and sweet words.

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