“Love and sex are not the same thing. Love is you teaching me to read your favorite book because you want to share something that is important to you. Love is flowers just because you thought of me. Love is riding in the wagon with me because I was cold. Love is revealing the parts of yourself that you would rather not have anyone else see, like when I told you about my nightmares. Love is all around you, and I will shine a light on each part that I can, for you.”
again, my heart.....
