How do You Know You Really Love Someone?

It seemed an appropriate topic given the season and something I wanted to let my Love know.

It isn't, as Valentine's day would suggest, about cards and flowers and gifts (although I did get one of the latter...unfortunately it won't arrive until well after the holiday. I hope my Love likes it.)

Knowing you love someone, really love them, is a lot like what the Velveteen Rabbit describes as becoming real - the person has seen you at your worst. With all your skin rubbed off and your hair coming loose. It might not be pretty, but it is what it is. Seeing all your scars and fresh wounds (both literally and figuratively) and saying "I don't care."

Knowing you love someone with all that you've got gives you a heady feeling, ignites butterflies in the pit of your stomach even though you've known them for years and years and years, through all the phases and stages, the mistakes and the triumphs.

Love is knowing that you'd like to take care of that person when they fall, and stand there with them (or behind them, as my case may be) when they succeed. Love is learning the ins and outs of the other person, and trusting them enough to be able to say "You're right." occasionally. When it merits. Every now and again. ;)

Love is knowing you'll always be there for the person, to fill a need or every need you possibly can, and, in the process, be willing to do anything for them.

I love you, my Dear. Don't ever doubt it.