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waking-hell · 1 year ago

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What do you think of love?

Well... Okay good question, I'm gonna take my time here

In my humble opinion, love is missing them while I go downstairs to get the pizza.

Love is to feel safe in a dark room.

Love is my heart skipping a beat every time I dance with them.

It's not moving during a punk rock show because holding them feels like heaven. It's sending and receiving silly memes during a work meeting.

It's those Netflix series that suck and only them watch with me. It's cuddling on a Sunday morning with no time to leave the bed.

Love is also the sound of the doorbell ringing, making me quickly get up and run straight to the door, only to get myself together seconds before opening it with a surprised look in my face of "whoa what a surprise, I wasn't even here waiting like crazy to kiss you".

Love is them knowing I like my coffee black, without sugar, a drop of milk and two stirs from the spoon.

Love is wearing that ugly sweater they gave me every weekend. The one only me find beautiful. Seriously, only me.

Love is what makes their tuneless singing in the shower be the reason of my smile.

Love is eating meat on the first date even if I'm vegetarian. Love is using a lasagna recipe 4 times on Saturday so I can cook it right for them on Sunday.

Is cancelling plans just to spend time with them and to think everytime the phone rings, it's them.

Love is waking up early on Saturday.

I mean no, hold on

Love is waking up early on Saturday to drive to their cousin's ballet performance.

I mean wait, not yet, almost there

Love is waking up early on Saturday to drive to their cousin's ballet performance in another town.

Love is a one way ticket to Italy. It's stop singing "I fell in love with the wrong person" because that's not true anymore.

Love is giving them flowers on a rainy Monday just because, or receiving an ice cream delivery on a cold Wednesday, why not?

Love is losing my breath every time I see her and still keep breathing, I don't know how. It's singing "Friday, I'm In Love" by The Cure every day of the week.

Love is holding hands in the park at 3 AM after a midnight drive because there's nothing better than night walks in the park if they're by my side.

Love is getting into a party of 500 people and only have eyes for one. It's not knowing if I should take their clothes off fast or slow. It's not knowing where do I start kissing them. It's to fuck all night and to make love all morning. It's diving deeper in the galaxies of their eyes, it's losing myself in their laughter and never want to come back.

Love is baby, sweetheart, princess, darling, baby girl, sweetie, my girl.

Love is cuddling, giving hickeys to each other. Love is fucking awesome, because all of that can be love. All those things and infinite other situations, moments, days, minutes and seconds that makes our hearts beats faster. You can find love everywhere. And I hope you do, whoever you are, and find a thousand other answers to this question, because if you really think about it, you cannot have only one answer.

I think that's the reason I just loved this question and decided to write all this, to answer this way. I think that's why I love love so much, despite everything.

Love is the point of it all.

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eristhenat · 3 months ago

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