my idea of love (including engagement pictures, for your viewing pleasure)

Everyone has their own ideas about that four letter word.

It's interesting, isn't it? L-O-V-E. The one thing in the world that no one can stand to live without. You can pretend. Pretend that you're quite-all-right-all-on-your-own-thank-you-very-much. And perhaps you are. Perhaps you're amazingly successful at being on your own. You have everything you could ever want. But for some unknown reason, some annoying reason, you're stuck with that little tug at your heart, really wishing that word was meant for you and someone else.

To me, it means T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R. It means C-O-M-F-O-R-T. It means S-A-F-E-T-Y.
It means J-O-Y.

It means being perfectly fine on your own, having everything you need, and being so completely incandescently happy to share it all with another person.  Saying, please, come with me. Enjoy this journey. Be by my side, in my dreams, in my home, in my heart.

I thought, back then, I'll never find it. I thought it seemed too easy. And too hard. All at once. But then, you know, I was walking home in the dark with this man holding my hand, the stars so quiet, and I knew. It was like breathing. No doubt, no uncertainty, no fear.

Simply quiet, like the stars.

His hand, squeezing mine, and his eyes saying "i'm yours", and his smile as he kisses my cheek good-night, just like always.

I guess that's my idea of love. A-L-W-A-Y-S.

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