It's more than sunflowers against your cheeks, more than velvet carpet against barefeet, more than silk hamocks and fleece in the winter. It's much more than the movement of slowly swirling hot water, much more than the soft voice of your favorite musician, much more than laying in your own bed after a week from home. It's a little more than hugs that fit, a little more than the happy ending of a dream, a little more than getting the food you crave, a little more than a sunny day of 75 degrees with slow winds and 3 puffs of clouds total. It's daily morning kisses with the closing smile, it's small jokes and playful roleplay during the dull parts of work, it's walking in on a spot on the couch ready for you to relax in, it's spending the night tucked cozily into the arms of another and knowing you'll be able to sleep there until you feel like waking up.
It's love.
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