L.O.V.E.

I think I’ll always write about love because it’s what I see in everything I lay my eyes on.

Love is in the rain, the city lights of a night in London, cartoons, poetry, bookstores, food and the ocean. All the pretty corners of this world remind me, love.My love to you, my love to what I do, my love to them, my love for my dog and my cat, my love to everything that can be loved.
Love is coming home and feeling safe. Love is the warmth. It’s where I fuel my power, to carry on, to even want to rise from bed in the morning.

I think why I write about love is because you can fall in love with anything. Memories, mornings, the way someone walks, music, happiness, sunsets, sunrise and daydreams.

There’s so much to say about love since you can’t describe it. Love is in my veins, pouring. Love wants to get out through my hands, through the pen, through the ink and be written. I think that’s why I’ll always write about love.

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