Learning (to be ok with heads in the fridge next to the jam)
Forgiving (the drugged coffee and other various incidents...)
Tolerance (for flaws [read: social skills])
Family (no matter how dysfunctional they may be)
Confusing (and not logical, no matter how you look at it)
Silence (just sitting together in silence can mean a lot more than any words)
Scolding (to keep from making the same mistake and getting hurt)
Patience (for when the violin is playing loudly at 3am and work starts at 7 sharp)
Living (with someone even if it's hard sometimes)
Hoping (against hope that he's not... dead).
Love is everything, sometimes it just takes longer to notice it. Sometimes it takes a bit of time to understand it, somewhat because it's not rational. And sometimes, you just forget about everything else and your heart becomes numb from the shock, because that love has died...
Well, this is from Watson's point of view, somewhat obvious I think...
I was going to add in "Not only romantic (not gay, even though some people seem to really think so)" but I thought it didn't flow very well and decided to leave the relationship status up to the reader in any case. However, I personally don't ship the two. Just can't see it, Watson's too straight and Sherlock too asexual...
But anyway, that last line was what started it all (why is everything I write sad? TT^TT I just can't help it damnit! Plus, the things that seem to inspire me are all morbid, creepy, super over-the-top sappy or mind-numbingly sad and depressing...
Ah well! C'est la vie I suppose... Hope you enjoy, please don't kill me for this... .