Love isn’t sex or holding hands and kissing. Its admiring the person for who they are. Its accepting their humanity even though they are flawed. Its wanting to spend forever with them. And its the little moments when you look at them and your heart seems to explode out of your chest like an H-bomb. And the feeling of their arms around you that feels like a thousand suns here to tell you that your safe for as long as he wants you. Most of all, its the moments when you are about to lean in for a kiss. The look in their eyes, telling you everything you want to hear and more.
My family has been camping up north, so I had the house to myself. It was pretty great. It helped me to realize how much I really want to live on my own. It would be so much easier. There would be no one that I would have to please but myself. I could make what I wanted to eat and I could watch tv as loud as I wanted. And all lights could be on. But pretty soon they will all be coming home and it will no longer be the quiet it was this weekend.