When the Lights Go Out, the Vows Get Tested in the Dark

Her fingers curled reflexively around mine, muscle memory, that map written on her skin.

I thought about the comments—hero, selfish, saint, control freak, romantic, delusional.

I thought about how everyone wants a simple label because complexity is exhausting.

But love has never been simple.

Love is the heavy lift.

And maybe the bravest thing I’ve done continue reading …