Some say that love is a place.
Others say, a person.
Few say, a thing.
Although I believe that love can take on many different forms in this life, one thing I know to be so true that it is simply undeniable:
Love is kissing your lover’s goosebumped skin on a winter morning, and being warmed from the inside out.
This will be true even if the whole world falls apart.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 