One of many things I love with you is how you tell me you love me without using those exact words.

How you always makes sure I'm eating and drinking enough, especially when I'm sick.

How you show me your 'bad sides', the sides I know nobody else knows about because you don't feel comfortable enough showing them to anybody else.

When I tell you I get the urge to call you when your at work just to tell you the silliest things that pops into my mind and your answer is "why don't you?" with a straight serious face.

I believe that real love, like the type of love that conquers all else, is when you don't need the verbal acknowledgment using the words 'I love you', you just know. The movement, the looks, the sayings.

Everybody has their own way of saying I love you.