“love is about teaching each other the language of our individual hearts. It’s as much about deciphering hieroglyphics and hand gestures as it is about hearts and flowers. When you finally speak the same language, you find inspiration. Love wants to be inspired. It wants to skedaddle off in fifty different directions like rogue sparklers in December. It wants to learn your punctuation and wait for a pause. It isn’t threatened by edges of tone or what isn’t said.” i choose you