Could This Be Love?

He rests his head on my chest and kisses me right in the middle of the V in my sweater.

“I love you,” he whispers behind a crack of thunder.

I don’t mean to laugh, but it’s hard to believe. After a Dairy Queen fish sandwich and Bollywood on Netflix as we ride out the storm?

“How do you know?”

“I enjoy spending time with you. We have fun together. We laugh. I’m comfortable. To me, that’s love.”

I’ve endured too many heartbreaks for him to make it sound so simple.

But even I must admit, “I’m comfortable with you too.”

© 2021 Nortina Simmons


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