Love is not a destination.
It is a road. Sometimes smooth, sometimes with turns and unpredictable stops.
But if you hold the hand of the one who is walking next to you, neither storms, nor potholes, nor bad weather are scary.
On the road of love, there are sunrises - when your head is spinning with happiness.
There are sunsets - when you just want to be silent and be close.
There are dead ends - and then it is especially important not to run away, not to give up, but to look into each other's eyes and say:
"I am with you. I choose to move on. Together."
It is like going to an unfamiliar city - and suddenly feeling that you are home.
It is when even the most ordinary walk turns into an adventure.
When one train ticket - and two hearts beating in unison.
Love is a journey where you constantly discover each other anew.
And the most magical thing is when both of them want to stay on this journey forever.