Love is effortless.
Not to be confused with the fact that it requires work and undying patience, with very fine attention to details; the many different faces of one true.
The work within the love is effortless. The love is natural, dying down to simplicity at certain points. Roaring up with fierce intensity at others.
The evening sky, lit by colorful explosions rhythmically dancing in the sky, oh so mesmerizing to the eyes.
You wait, and wait, the silence tears you up. Then all of a sudden there it is. Demanding all your attention.
The laughter of nervous girl in the embrace of a big hearted boy. And they fit together nicely, under a sky that once seemed so lonely.
Wind sending chills up our arms, gaze half on one another half looking up.
What surprises await us.