Grace with Elegance


What’s the point? Until you came along and shoved reality in my face, I had no choice but to swallow hard and come up for air. In between waves of my insecurity, You brought out things in me, I never thought I could do. Like ballet, write a book, or skateboard in a tutu.

I hid from everyone else, but you pried me open to look inside and you got to know me more than I wanted to share. Seeing your smile made me smile, like neither of us had in years. Like we were both five again. That’s the point of love. It makes us feel young again. And I think That love is like a bit of grace with elegance. Don’t you?


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