Love is love.
No rules, no limits, no perfect timing.
It lies in the little things:
A message in the middle of the night,
An inexplicable smile,
A feeling that lingers.
Love doesn't ask where you come from,
Or who you are.
It simply finds you,
And suddenly, everything seems different.
Some love is loud,
Some is quiet,
But all of it is real.
If it makes your heart feel safe,
If it brings you peace,
If it puts a smile on your face for no reason...
It is love.
And love is always enough. ❤️
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