Love is not a shout into the void but a careless whisper at midnight when your half asleep
It is not a scream but the sound of tiny feet jumping into the shower and a mothers laugh
It is the sound of paper crinkling on a bouquet of roses when he takes a girl on a date for the first time
It is singing whatever comes on the radio at the top of your lungs with your best friend, because nothing seems more important than loving her
Love is a vase shattering against a wall and the thud of slamming doors when screaming stops then feet against the floor because they can't bear to go to sleep angry
It is the click of a box and a gasp when you ask her to marry you
Love is the sound of a metal sponge against dishes and the ruffling of a grease stained apron as she tries to finish before its three am yet he still waits up at home for her
It's the sound of a hearts first beats and his hands on her stomach, in love with their babygirl before he even meets her
It's screaming and crying until she hold that girl in her arms yet his hand never letting go of hers
Love is her eyes opening to see the pair who will love her until the day they die
Love is long and difficult but worth every second
