"It's caring. It's being able to do everthing for them. It's wanting to do everything for them. It's affection, it's wanting to spent the rest of your days and more with them! It's truly and deeply caring. It's being there for them no matter what. Listening, to guide, it means being able to give up on your career, giving up on your life, your family. True love is supposed to be everything for you."

He looks at me, frowning. I can see in his green-hued face he doesn't agree. "Love... The concept of love is not a common topic of conversation where I come from, but from how I see it, love is understanding. It's knowing the limits of your partner, it's getting what they're feeling, it's security, safety, respect. Understanding each other's values, having faith in each other, making the effort to make your partner feel at ease and safe in your arms, in your company. That's how I view love."

"I think we can both agree that love is commitment, spending time and passion." I cock my head and lift my brow.

He smiles softly. "Oh, yes we can. Love is making the effort."

I lean closer, stroke his cheek, feel his pulse on his neck. His breath hitches, but he looks at me like I'm the only girl he's ever seen. Which, technically, is true, as I'm the only human girl he's ever seen. "Love is also..." I lean even closer, but he preceeds me, and presses his lips on mine.

"This.", he finishes for me. "This.", I agree.