When a family member hands you a cheque and tells you to go chase your dream.
It is the friend who always likes the pointless shit you post on Facebook. Every. Single. Time.
Love is tangling yourself together under the sheets. Even though you are so hot you can’t sleep.
It is the phrase “I am so happy I know you.”
And the phrase “You have the right to feel that way.”
And “My chips are your chips.”
It is the moment you spy each other for the first time in six weeks across a concert and fight the crowd to run into each other’s arms.
Love is when you bury your face in their neck and wish you could bottle the smell.
It is listening to your mum on the phone, trying to explain what your PhD is about to one of her friends.
It is the perfect mix of soft and hard kisses.
It is the moment you notice someone’s beautiful vulnerability for the first time through the lens of your camera.
Love is standing together in the shower trying to wash all the damn mud off. When he stops, watches you for just a moment and then kisses you softly – just one perfect kiss – before stepping out.
Love is watching them smile as they read a passage of their book and feeling that smile light you up inside.
It is finding a kiss mark on a changing-room mirror.
It is the stranger in a cafe who wishes you well for your morning and tells you “remember darling, the success of this day is entirely up to you”.
“Love is not just about people you had affairs with. Love is about moments of intimacy, paying attention to others, connecting. As you learn that love is everywhere, you find it everywhere.” – Diane von Fürstenberg
Much love xx
Photo: Katie Appleyard