Love is

When you send me a report on riots in France,
Knowing that i will be going there
and i detest reading news,
that is love.

When you make herbal tea,
knowing that i have a sore throat
and bring it right in front of me,
that is love.

When you give me a call,
reminding me to bring an umbrella
after listening to the weather forecast,
and knowing that im going out,
that is love.

When you patiently listen to me
kaobei about everything
that is love.

Feeling loved is,
knowing that someone cares about you, your life,
knowing more about your life and what it needs,
probably more than u do urself.

Thank you for everything,
my love.