One day, it will happen.

Love will open the door and walk into your life.
Silent, unannounced.
Like a house guest you didn't know was coming.

At first, Love may be quiet,
Speaking only in questions, learning about you.
It will ask that you let it in, give it the key to the gate you have built around your scarred heart.

And you will refuse.

And Love will not push.

Instead, Love will pull.
Prying fears from your mind, and taking tears from your eyes.
And Love will replace them with stars it has carried in its pocket since the moment it first learned you existed.


"Love is patient.
Love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered. Love keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails."


Love may not show up when you expect.
Where you expect.
Love may not be as you have always pictured.
It will find you when you least expect it.

In a coffee shop,

On the way home.

In the smile of a stranger that you swear you've seen before.

Love will meet you exactly where you are meant to be.
And you will recognize Love, and you will remember Love, for part of your soul was placed in Love's heart when it was first given breath.

Love will find you where you are.

And you will feel the
whole
world
change.