So, this is love?

I feel it on the back of my neck, a gentle breeze, a powerful feeling in the wind. My face feels your kisses. It's the like the very thought of your lips, set me adrift on a mile high experience.

There are moments when I can feel you thinking about me. Your daydreams leave an imprint on every moment I spend beneath a summer sun. And a nighttime fantasy awaits as our astral bodies blend together like seeds and the richest soil.

I wake in the middle of the night in search of more of you, and I can tell just how strong of a feeling this is because your energy comes to me as a tangible thing. Something to hold when I'm restless.

So, this is love? Suspended above the earth like a satellite, no, a spaceship. We cultivate a season of abundance, filled with rare emotions that feel like days of old. You know? That sort of connection that people are struggling to find, but our minds reach for each other in a realm that most don't find.

The surface is nice, but you pull me deep, so deep that I now understand that the intellectual properties of my mind have never been touched and that there are so many parts of me that have never been loved.

So, this is love? Clear communication and conversations filled with harmony. Peace is on display, and there is a softness in our approach. I love the way you didn't let the world rob you of your kindness, how you wandered into a jungle and came out a badass lioness.

There's so much to explore, but I love every layer and level. I have taken the time to understand your journey, and you understand mine.

We chose friendship first, the foundation for what we'll build above. I know they say things like this no longer exist, but I'd like to tell those people that this is love.