Love is….

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Waking up before dawn and letting the chill smother you with its promises.

Waking up in bed and staring up at the ceiling, inching your chest forward as you search for the water faucet.

Watching the Sun rise and greet you.

Rebuilding your foundation: brick by brick, tear by tear, stroke by stroke.

Holding your tongue.

Crying.

It feels divine.

It feels divine.

It feels divine.

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