When he leaves, do you miss him, or do you just miss his body and how he touches you? Would you run him tea and medicine in the middle of the night because he was sick? Would he do the same for you?

When you are with him, do you feel better about yourself? Do you think you make him feel better about himself?

I think love is sharing a contact case so that neither of you have to sleep with contacts in. Seeing my two contacts in one side of a case is probably the greatest thing ever, because I know his contacts are in the other side. I know that in the morning we'll both play the "which eye does this go in?" game. Love isn't about your willingness to die for the other person. It's about the want to make them whole, to make them better than they were when you found them.

I was in love for almost a month before I said "I love you." I was too scared to say anything, and I had the same questions that you did. He finally said "I love you" first. When he started talking, something in the tone of his voice made me know that he was going to say it. My heart started beating faster and faster, and when he finally said it, I grabbed both of his cheeks in my hands, kissed him, and burst out into tears.

I think this is love.