Love is...

I think love is like a granola bar. You sit down on the couch and you're so hungry but there's nothing to eat but that damn granola bar. You really want a big grand meal, but who knows when something better is going to come along. That granola bar in your purse is all mushed and warm from Monday when you put it in there. It's now Thursday and you figure, you better bite it to substitute what's missing. Something better could come along, but you remember, that granola bar is right there. Nobody ever really wants to eat it, but you got nothing else. Little do you know, that's love.