the goal is a love so ruined and absolute that i could splash warm coffee across their face in a fit of rage, and they’d just pull me by the waist and apologize for making me mad.
the older I get the more I adore act of service and quality time as love language. Yes, please, let me make you a coffee at morning; yes, let's eat breakfast together; yes, please pick me up from the party; yes, let me take care of you when you are sick or hangover.