Love is morning coffee in bed, even if you are in a hurry to work. It is support when everything is falling apart, and a gentle look when others do not notice anything special. It is care, even if you are tired, and a willingness to listen when you want to be silent.
There is no point in talking about how much you love if you cannot be there in a difficult moment. Love is not afraid of difficulties, it is tempered by them. And it does not demand sacrifices, but accepts people as they are.
I want to be with a man for whom words are not just a sound, but a reflection of his true intentions. I am ready to answer the same, because I know: true love is an action that does not require proof, because it is visible in every gesture.