Love is, actually, everywhere
Sometimes love comes in the form of a wedding flower sneak peek delivered to a fancy restaurant
Sometimes it's cupcakes, crafts, and sweet notes (made by Joy ) :)
Sometimes it's a mother's love
Sometimes it's stamped
And sometimes it's under the umbrella.
"'Ah! Thou gifest me such hope and courage, and I haf nothing to gif back but a full heart and these empty hands,' cried the Professor, quite overcome.
Jo never, never would learn to be proper, for when he said that as they stood upon the steps, she just put both hands into his, whispering tenderly, 'Not empty now,' and stooping down, kissed her Friedrich under the umbrella."
Because, sometimes, love is about not being empty.
And filling others up.
Happy love day!