Love is . . .

This one just cracked me up, so thought I'd share it with ye socks:

"Love does NOT mean never having to say you're sorry. It means having to say you're sorry over and over and over again, in new and different ways, every day, every week, every month, even when you don't want to, every year until God grants you His mercy and you finally, blissfully, die."

A little over the top, especially there towards the end. But, the overall sentiment is spot on, don't ya think?

No?

Oh. OK, then. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it . . .