maybe love is when my friend kept pushing down my popsocket and of course i would pull it back up
but it later occurred to me that not once did i move my phone
or maybe the unspoken act of leaning my head on someone's shoulder and them patting the top of it, a small gesture that made me feel better nonetheless
or perhaps love is texting someone on their birthday, no matter how long it's been or how distant you are, something so small, yet so big and that says, i haven't forgotten about you
maybe love is listening to someone for hours on end talk about something that maybe you know nothing about
but the way their eyes light up, you could listen to them forever, not caring at all if you understand or not
or maybe it's the mutual agreement that eye contact isn't a big deal; that we're listening even if we're not looking and that we understand and don't need to talk about it
love is walking on the street side of the sidewalk, handing them a napkin when they have something on their face
love is gentle touches, quiet understanding, things you do that just go without saying
love is ingrained in even the smallest of actions
sometimes it is obvious and sometimes it is not
nevertheless, it is there
and even the smallest acts of love stay with you for a long, long time
even the smallest acts of love remain
Aww. Very lovely. ☺️