Everything is empty when you're gone ..

Is it love, sit in a corner and cry for hours? Being alone in the dark? Ask for help and do not find anything? Look in the mirror while fake smile and crying in soul? Watch happy people and seek happiness like theirs? If people call it love, they are funny. Actually, they don't know the definition of love. 

Love is when you have next to you that you love and who loves you, who are you sharing their happiness and moronic behavior. Who is going to give you a hug when it's most difficult and wipe your tears. Someone you know will laugh at any time. Someone who can tell all your problems. Someone on whom you might think 10 times a day and more. Someone whom you can say "I love you" without his answer. ♥