Acceptance.

It is not just smiling when everything's okay.
It is not just laughing over happy moments.
It is not just crying over fights.

It is not just missing the other.
It is not just mere infatuation.
It is not just feeling content.
It is not just feeling lost.

It is so much more than that.

It is acceptance of a whole.
It is patience, in the impossible situations.
It is wit, at the sharpest moments.
It is smile, in the inconsistency.
It is laughter, in the most worst scenario.
It is understanding, in the unbelievable.
It is honesty, through a lie.
It is truth, in the unfaithful.
It is soft, in the harshest environment.

It is there, even when gone.

It is to know you don't have a chance to make it through.

and yet.

hope against fate.

and yet.

still take the leap of faith.

and yet.

still understand the flaws.

and yet.

Love.

Love.
is knowing when to let go.
and accept it.

That is love, of which kind?
I do not know.