Love is to know how to wait so many years for a telephone call.
Love is to live in memory of That person, after That person is gone forever.
Love is to wonder if That person is still good, even if That person did not ever have to ask this for you.
Love is to despair for the gaze of That person, but is also don’t live without that gaze.
Love is to accept that That person is fine with another person, even if the other will not be you.
Love is to thank for the moments spent together, that That person doesn’t remember or do not want to remember.
Love is to suffer every day as if it was the day in which you have left That person.
Love is to believe that That person really loves you, even if That person has never seen you.
Love is to show true friendship towards That person, despite the total lack of interest for you of That person.
Love is to hope, continuing to wait for the one person who will never come back in your life.
Life is what happens while you wait for That person returns and notices about you, but love is also realizing that in life there is not only That person.