true love is.....

true love is when she cough the whole night, and you did not get any sleep, you have to get up early the next morning to go to work, and you are dead tired and then you feel pain for her, but then you hope that you are the one coughing your lungs out not her.....

and you still love her.....

**cough ....cough...yawn!!**

true love.

another useless thought