i can not stop listening to this Andrew Landons definition of love, its just so wonderful. and every time i listen to it i cry my eyes off. here are the words of his speach

Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. You expect her to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect her to calm you down when youre yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely, and utterly defeated when something doesnt exactly match up with all your plans. But thats the thing. Love isnt a plan. It doesnt have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it. Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. People around you cant comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they cant see. They cant see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when youre in love. Its inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we cant live without it. What you dont learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it isnt worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it. Love isnt her calming you down when you yell. Its her yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and to keep you grounded. It isnt her/him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable. Its after a long fight, that drains the life and bones right out of you both, and yet her showing up at your door the next morning anyway. Its not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. So no, its not her caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. Its her standing there, admitting shes just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love, youre not the only one involved. Youve unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another persons hands and said, here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As long as you have it. It makes us crazy. It makes reality invisible and it erases all the lines that we shouldnt cross. Because love isnt about fencing ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. Its about scaring the shit out of every nerve in our body, but pushing forward anyway. Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it. And its a hell of a lot better, than being 100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a difference between feeling happy and feeling whole

arnt these words georguse. i can wait till i fall in love and feel like this