Love

I love you. Yes, heavy words. But we use them, everytime. And we all have different meanings in our lives to it.

For her it was him.
His smile.
His romance and his kiss.
So casually did she see him there. Simply they became friends and easily lovers. 'Lets give it a try' was what she thought. Little had she known he would mean the world to her. Every moment of her day would she spend in thinking about him. His voice her drug, his laugh her breath. She had never given that much importance to someone in her life. For him she was ready to sacrifice everything. The biggest flaw in her, he never paid heed to them. Gave her the energy, the spirit she always needed.
No cheats, no lies, no fake. It was just the both of them together, against the whole world.
Everytime she wore something new it was him that she wanted to impress even though knowing that it was of no need. He loved her for whatever she was.
One thing she knew for sure, he was the one person on the face of earth who would never give up on her. Never would he give up on them.
There was fire in their love.This fire kept her alive. And she would never let it die.
Always considered an unstable lover. Easily would she give up on anything. But this time it was not the same case. This time it was for real. She knew this in a very short span of time that what they had was meant to be.
Her smile radiated his hug.
He was the little accident that changed her life forever. And she was ready to spend the rest of her days with him.
And this is what love means to me.