I think love comes back to you
Slowly but surely
It comes in silence
Not much of celebration
Or background music
No confetti rains
Like a man returning back
From a stressful day at work
It’s not a series of coincidences
Or out of this world miracles
Something that seems so destined
As if the writer of the story is lazy
Love is that subtle consequence
It’s a mindful decision
Love is an intentional choice
Love doesn’t rock your world
It provides you the comfort of home
No matter how long it takes.
And love couldn’t be more beautiful
Than finding it at the breakfast table
Reminding you to eat
