love is here and it is now.
it is the shoe rack in our living room finally filled up with pairs of muddy shoes it is taking out the trash from the night before, leftover birthday cake and empty bottles it is saying, "that's so you!" to your best friend after seeing something they would wear at the store it is bunnies circling your feet the second you get back home from a long day out it is conversations about trauma and love and spirituality it is sitting on the couch, together in silence it is in the moments where i think, "i don't know what i'd do without you" love is here. love is now. and love has always been here.
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