Many Moments

There is no one moment when you fall in love,
Just the collection of all the laughter,
and tears,
and deep conversations between two people.

There is a snapshot from class,
and a memory that always makes you smile, even through tears.
There are smirks and light smacks on the head,
and pencils flying across the room.
There is a list of inside jokes,
special to just you two.

It’s poetry,
that’s waiting to be written.

It’s when you keep lists of things you want to do together,
it’s when you think of them when they aren’t around.
Love is a storyboard of two lives, that have happened to cross,
when no one was changed for better
or for worse,
but instead accepted into a safe environment.
It’s sharing childhood photos.
It’s two hands laced together,
with truth indented in the wrinkles.
It’s the moment when you correctly guess the other’s thoughts,
reactions, or words.

Love is a lifetime of work and moments that will always hold meaning.
Love is when two people stare down things together, and neither backs out.