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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