Love is what stays in your heart -
what warms you even on the darkest nights
of the coldest winters.
Love is…
The way he holds you,
the sharp little gasp when your frozen feet find his.
The scent of his forehead as you kiss him goodnight.
The laughter at how lame your jokes are - both of yours.
The wake-up calls.
The fights,
and the soft, stumbling apologies that come after.
It’s the arguments over whose turn it is
to turn off the lights,
or pick the movie.
It’s the late-night drives.
The nights that blur into mornings.
The joy, the ache,
the incredible mess of feelings
that can only come
from something so simple and vast:
Love.
