Love is infinite and ordinary all at once.
It is brewing the perfect cup of tea just the way they like it,
laughing at the same dumb jokes over and over and sharing playlists at 2 a.m.
Love is letting someone steal the blanket,
walking together in silence,
splitting fries without counting,
checking in with a quick “you okay?”
and feeling a rush of warmth and peace when they reply.
Love is everything,
from the gentle brush of hair from a face,
to the way someone’s laughter becomes the soundtrack of your world.
It is folding laundry together,
sharing headphones,
not leaving- never leaving because you are one together.
And yes,
love is also that dizzy, aching, trembling kind
that steals your breath
and makes you believe
in something larger than yourself,
in someone who sees you, really sees you,
and chooses you, again and again.
Love is infinite and ordinary all at once.
