The perfect Love

             How would you define the perfect love? We all know that love is a strange, wonderful thing that no one has figured out. There are many kinds of love. We love our friends, family members, sports, pets and that special person in our life. Love is a crazy emotion. My perfect love is a friend, lover, and confidant. I look back on what we created and laugh and cry. I wondered how I survived without him all this time.
             My perfect love, is my friend, he is my shoulder to cry on and deserves many thanks. I am always giving him hugs because he is such a good friend. There is nothing better than a big hug to brighten someone day. Because he is my friend first, my love for him grows daily and my heart tells me it's right. My love for him is patient and will wait. What is meant to be will be. True friends don't come around often, so we must pick and chose carefully.
             My perfect love, is my lover, which is attentive to my needs, makes sure that I'm all right. I don't feel like I will ever love another like him since he holds the key to my heart. With him I'm complete; without him I feel a little less than whole. Nevertheless, he touches my soul, satisfies me completely and he never leaves me wanting. He has taught me a lot about life and myself, to myself I must learn to be true. He has saved my life, and he doesn't even know how. I have experienced feelings that I have never felt. He has taken me to the next level of satisfaction.
             My perfect love is a confidant who also needs someone to confide in. My love and I have good communication skills. We can talk about everything, since he actually listens and responds when he must. He never tells me what he think I want to hear; he tells me like it is. As a result of our open communication he knows my darkest secrets and my deepest thoughts. He knows more than my closest friends do. I've learned to listen to what he has said before I speak. Most r
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