Love is:

Nursing a broken girl into a woman again
Praising her weakness, as well as her strenght
Touching her ever so gently, as if she is made of glass
Staying close, even closer still, when everything else has failed her
Going to that opera, just because it makes her happy
Watching her as if she is made of a thousand golden threads
Making her smile through tears and grief
Listening to her words as if they are the most profound thing you have ever heard
When you can´t help smiling, just simply because you are next to her
Fearing your heart breaking, but not being able to not go full speed ahead anyway
Travelling a thousand miles just because you have to see her
When you can´t help taking that leap (even though you are full of fear), just because you know she is worth it
Making her coffee in the morning, without her having to ask you to
Seeing distance as an obstacle, but not letting it get in the way
Wanting to be part of her world, her entire world, even though it might seem different and strange
Getting starry eyed when you look at her

It´s been a while. Since you looked at me as if I was made of gold. It´s been a while, since you smiled just because I was next to you. It´s been a while since you touched me like I was made of glass.

And I don´t really think you were ever ready to take that leap. And risk your heart.