Do not, though, lose yourself for her. She may be reticent to speak herself, but that doesn’t mean her ears don’t lust to inhale your words each morning at the breakfast table. While she may blush during R-rated movies, she still enjoys your crude jokes. You two are together to mend the distance between silence and noise, dark and light, chocolate and vanilla, and she knows that. Embrace the miscommunications and disagreements as part of the process, and live together as distinct entities that through divine intervention were still somehow made into corresponding shapes.
When you see her, smile.
You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
In the end, only three things matter:
How much you loved,
How gently you lived,
And how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.