Love is a strange happening. It takes us in surprise, some times in total disguise.

Love is accepting the fact that although there are things we do not agree upon, there are habits you have which annoy me, there are issues which we need to solve, yet I accept you with all yourself. I know you are a mix of goods and bads, softs and hards, but I choose to nurture the good and choose to ignore or to handle the bad.

Love is acceptance.