True love isn’t about being happy, cos let’s be honest; happiness comes and goes.
And loving someone isn’t the crazy infatuation you feel at first; even that passes.
Okay, not passes, but calms down, and then sometimes, when you least expect it, you get a glimpse of the person and it all comes back again, in a big rush. But I digress, cos that’s not even what true love is.
What I’m talking about is the feeling that no matter what, being with that person is always going to be better than being without them. In both good times and bad.
It’s knowing that having that person around makes whatever you’re going through better, or at the very worst, tolerable.
Happy Birthday to my one true love, who makes the rest of you humans tolerable.