Love is, her smile. It warms my soul when I can get her to smile, even if only for a moment.
Love is her heartbeat. Knowing that it beats for me, and she has choosen for me to do as I wish, even though she is scared.
Love is her logic. She does everything in the right manner, and is her own person. Sometimes I forget that, because I am needy.
Love is her story. Knowing that all of it may be part of our future. I should be glad that the path lead to me.
Love is Alana. Everyday I wake up and I know she's next to me, or in the next room. it's like discovery. I learn something new and find out new things, then I want to dig ever so deeper. I am hooked.
Love is understanding, that she choose you because she loves you. Never ever take her for granted. Show her care even in moments of weakness. Tomorrow is another day, make sure you keep the things you cherish in your arms, because, nothing is for sure.
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