Thanks, but No Thanks, Mr. Valentine

Don’t love me on the 14th of February. Love me on all 365 days, quietly

Photo by Yoann Boyer on Unsplash

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.”

True love is in all the small things you do, day in, day out, week after week, month after month, until you find yourself unable to remember on what date exactly is your anniversary. And true love is quiet, like the sun you see without looking at. It needs no rainbows, hearts, candies, outrageously expensive lingerie, or ring for sex bells.

Mother, writer, thinker. Striving to be the change I want to see in the world.

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