Connection

I love you. It’s not a pretty or perfect love. Or not even necessarily a romantic love. It doesn’t look cool. It’s more like two things in the wild, and one says, “I’ll protect you.” And both parties know it’s a lie because there’s no way either of them can protect the other from anything. That lie is the best way to describe this love. That feeling of not having to say, “I’m scared.”, because you share the exact same feelings without having words over or under complicate it, that’s worth more than that protection. It’s a connection. The less alone. This is all we look for on Earth.