love.
it’s a silly thing, isn’t it? it’s just a feeling. a word.
you can’t hold it. or own it. or even really describe it.
but it’s so real. it’s the realest thing.
and there’s nothing else like it.
and when you feel it.
you wonder.
and wonder.
and wonder.
and maybe deny it a little.
and wait.
and wonder.
and then you just know.
and you give it to someone.
and it’s real.
