To love

To cry in every Nicholas Sparks movie. To have your breath taken away during a sunset. To feel that peace when you have a hot cocoa by the fire. To fall asleep to your moms lullaby’s. To sneeze and itch your nose and rub your eyes when the pollen falls. To cringe when your Hydroflask clanks on the floor. To inhale. To exhale. To love your dog even if they scratch up the floors. To shorten your breath right before your first kiss. To feel those butterflies in your stomach. To get mad when your siblings don’t close your door after they leave. To feel the stress of trying to pass your math class. To enjoy. To embrace. To feel. To indulge. To love.