so this is love

not inherently romantic or sexual

not holding hands, or kissing at sunset

not peaches or drowning in fiery passion

that isn't the type of love i feel so strongly

my love is smiling as they say goodnight

and thinking of them always

my love is being the happiest when i'm talking to her

and arguing over who loves the other more

my love is asking about her day

and knowing when something isn't right

my love is speaking french

and claiming letters

my love is making playlists and pinterest boards

and just trying to make them smile

my love is space, a shout into the void, dark and never ending

my love is soft and bright, vicious and strong

my love is honesty and kindness, care and respect

my love is that of the moon and the sun

my love is being miles away and mere inches at the same time

my love is proudly inhuman

this is my love