Love is a way of allowing.
Love says: "I love you as you are. You are complete. Nothing is missing in you, not even love."
Love gives you the right to your own experience.
Love gives you full ownership of your sorrow.
Love is complete patience.
Love walks with you to death and meets you on the other side.
Love allows you to completely mess things up.
Love allows you to redeem yourself.
Love is the universe and you are a grain of sand; you are both contained in it and a part of it.
Love is the scent and you are the flower; the scent permeates the air and you are a testimonial of love’s existence.