#there’s love in the silent tick of the grandfather clock resting in my grandparents’ garage
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i’m a hopeless romantic but not in the way that i melt when people do romantic things for me, more so that i see love in every single little corner of the world
#there’s love in the silent tick of the grandfather clock resting in my grandparents’ garage#in the neatly ordered spoons in the top rack of the dishwasher#in sunshine streaming in through lace curtains#in the feel of the fabric against my skin#and i say that love is in all of these things because someone chose all of it#the grandfather clock is being saved until one day i have my own home and i can take it#the spoons are put that way so that they’re easier to put away#the curtains were picked out at the store some thirty years ago because someone thought they were beautiful#the fabric rubs against my skin because i liked it enough to want to take it home#love is stored in the most mundane decisions that we make every day
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