You know it’s love when something happens and you automatically wish they were there to see it. When you’ve been crying and they start to tell you really lame jokes or awful puns just to see a smile creep up on your face. When you can talk to them for hours without the fascination over each other ever ending. When they willingly share their food with you. When you share your mistakes and scars with one another and heal together. When they hold you and you feel like these are the only arms you’ll ever belong in. When you’re mutually proud of being with each other. When you know every nook and cranny of each other’s souls, and treat it like home.
That’s how you know it’s love.
How do you know it's love?
look at this
I don’t even know where to begin.
R.I.P to all the friendships where we acted like lovers at some point, and now we barely talk.