people like to compare love to big things,
to the movement of the ocean
or the shine of the moon.
love is never a rain puddle or pebble,
it’s always bigger than us,
bigger than we ever consider.
because like oceans and the moon,
it makes us feel small,
and we have to be okay with that,
because if we weren’t,
the ocean would still coat the earth,
the moon would still light the night sky,
and we would still feel child-like
in the face of love.