Love is sappy and gross and messy. Sometimes it’s waiting in a gas station parking lot at 12:44am because they need to be picked up from a party that they got too drunk at, but love means you don’t mind feeding them fries on the car ride home because you’re just happy you will get to sleep next to them. Love is bumpy and dirty and silly. It’s blowing raspberries on their belly while you watch a movie together and it’s not letting you lose too badly at mini golf because they know you like to win. Love is being thrown in the water from the docks and love is being tucked in at night and love is helping them pick out their outfits in the morning and getting them into their pyjamas when they’re too tired to do it themselves and love is showing up at their house with frozen yogurt when you know they’re too sad to move and feeding it to them spoonful by spoonful on the floor and love is brushing their hair for them when they’re in a bad mood and love is you, love is you, love is you.
Aiden (k.p.k)
