kevin.

Love is not who you were expecting. Love is not what you can predict.

Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep. You are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong timezone.

Maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type.

Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce. Love looks older now, but just as beautiful as you remember.

Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit.

Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t.