love is not hoping to feel something, its knowing that it feels right. It is letting yourself cry, it is forgiving yourself, it is starting over, it is letting yourself fail. It is a warm meal, a smile that puts you at ease, it is friends who understand, it is family that’s there for you. I keep searching for my idea of what love is, only to return with empty hands. Im realizing that everything, all the love I have, is in this moment. This is it, it was never the dreams i had or the movies I watched. love is here, and its going to be okay.













