Love is found in the moments
that are not so perfect
in arms that hold on
when you’re heart is bruised
it’s in the small
seemingly insignificant gestures
that hold meaning
only to you
it’s in the shared laughter
inside jokes
same sense of humor
it’s in the soul connection
that won’t let go
through the light
through the dark
it’s raw and rough and ugly
it’s beautiful and broken
it’s the place your heart
returns to again and again
because it feels like
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