True love is the art of finding infinite wonder in the familiar—the way their eyelashes catch the light the same way they did years ago, how their sigh still settles into the curve of your neck like a secret only your skin remembers. It’s knowing the universe wrote you into each other’s stories long before you met, ink still fresh enough to smudge with every ‘good morning’ whispered against sleepy lips
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