What is love?

I can honestly say that I love my life. I'm happy and wake up with a smile on my face everyday. I am with someone that makes me happy and is kind to me and takes care of me. I could go on all day listing all the things Tyrel has done that makes him so awesome but instead I will list 2 specific events in which made me wonder what the hell I was doing with such an asshole for 5 years.

Case 1:
I was leaving for vacation on the day it was time to pick up my paycheck. I needed the money before I left otherwise I wasn't going to be able to pay for my bills, but my check wasn't ready by the time I left. Because I was gone Tyrel took the time to go pick up my paycheck, go to the bank, and deposit it into my bank account. Without him, my bills and rent would have not have been paid on time. John would have never done that for me, or if he did there would have been a guilt trip involved.

Case 2:
There weren't very many times where John would do something nice for me without me saying anything, or asking for it. Me and Tyrel were riding in the car and then all of a sudden Tyrel pulls over to the side of the road, gets out of the car and says "I'll be right back." He runs across the street, bends over and picks up a flower. He brings it back and gives it to me saying that he thought I would like it. It was the nicest thing anyone has done for me. It was very sweet and I about cried.

There are other things he has done that show me that he is a good person and right for me, but those are the two that really stick out. He helps me remember to take me pills rather then give me grief for taking them, he comforts me when I need comfort, he is the sweetest and nicest guy I have ever met. I am so happy being with him and I think I'm falling for him