They say love is blind. I disagree. Infatuation is blind. Love is all-seeing and accepting. Love is seeing the flaws and blemishes and accepting them. Love is accepting the bad habits and mannerisms, and working around them.
a 5 YEAR Old asked her Big Brother, "what is love? He Replied "Love is when you steal my chocolate from my school pack everyday and I still keep it in the same place" .AWWWW, reminds me of my big brother