A Walk in the Park
Love is not giggling on a park bench
Love is not holding hands in the midday sun, applying pecks to the cheek.
Love is not a texted smiley face or a wish to have a good day.
Love is not seeing someone every day and reveling in their presence.
Love is not knowing that someone is rooting for you.
Love is not knowing that every day, you can count on someone saying “hello”.
Love is not an emotional thread that connects the lives of two people.
Love is not unconditional agreement to the ideals of another.
Love is not control.
Love is not control.
Love is not thinking more of one person than you do of the whole rest of the world
Love is not support in times of trouble and celebration in triumph
Love is not knowing that someone cares.
Love is not easy
Love is not cheap
Love is not fair.
Love, real love,
Is devoid of romanticized disney princess fantasy
Far above pretense and stereotype.
Love only reveals itself
when you say the wrong thing, and hurt someone
and realize you can’t live with yourself
Until you know they’re safe.
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