parekh07
Some people believe love is loud.
Confessions. Fireworks. Chaos.
But sometimes... love is quiet.
A 21 year old music major who doesn't believe in love.
A 25 year old kindergarten teacher who believes in it - but not for himself.
Between morning drop-offs, soft melodies, messy paint, and tiny hands holding onto big ones...
something begins.
Not loud.
Not rushed.
Just slow.
From denial... to forever.