I was writing about you.

morosky:

For the most part.. Love is not heart shaped.. It’s not balloons and it’s not pink and red.. It’s messy and confusing and effort that never takes a break.. It’s concentration and not leaving your chosen path and being distracted in this noisy thing called life.. it’s hard conversations and understanding even if you don’t understand the story being told or the language it’s being told in. Sometimes it’s sitting in cafe late at night and looking at your loved ones face, and feeling overwhelmed with how much you love it.