Love is not a life-or-death struggle, but rather the cultivation of a habit. When a woman grows accustomed to her partner's snoring—moving from initial discomfort to habit, and eventually to the point where she cannot sleep without it—that is love. When a man grows accustomed to a partner's whims, her need for affection, or even her irrational tantrums, that is also love. Love is when one person is willing to change and accommodate for another. The more you accommodate your partner, the more you truly love them.
