In fact, love is very simple, it does not need to be verbally preached, it does not need to be hung up every day, it does not need sweet words, and it does not need exquisite but not practical gifts to sensationalize.
Love is to be in the heart all the time, he likes you, he is angry with you, he hurts you and your heart hurts.
Love is about paying attention to his hobbies all the time, what he likes to eat, what he likes to wear, what he likes to play, and even when he likes to sleep.
Love is to pay attention to his words and deeds at all times, keep everything in mind, respect his words and deeds, respect his choices, respect his hard work, and respect all his work.
Love is not to take him to others to find compensation, not to take him to consume, not to attribute all his efforts to someone's paving, not to be exposed to someone's emotions again and again and not to be comforted.
Love is his is his, not to give gifts to others, and it is his to call someone else.
I am not selfish, not possessive, just hope that the boy I love can be treated fairly and justly, love is love, no love is not love, not so difficult to say, preference is nothing, no one can be a bowl of water flat. What is really difficult to understand is the use, the use of illusion to confuse people who do not know.