It doesn't have to be grand gestures with banners and balloons.
Love doesn't have to be spelled out in a novel or a song.
The full extent of the emotion can be seen through his eyes. Her eyes.
Love is those sweet glances that are exchanged. That glint in her eyes when she sees him.
His kisses on her cheek, or the brushing of hair away from her face.
The goosebumps he gets when she smiles at him.
The feeling that rises in their hearts when they hold each other close.
The fireworks that are felt when kisses are shared.
Love is the joy that comes purely just by being with each other.
© Jenny Haskell
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