I'm going to experiment and play with audio content :D

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Love isn’t loud.
It’s the quiet things.
The coffee cup left full,
The blanket pulled higher in your sleep.

Love is breath between words,
Laughter at the wrong moment,

Eyes that linger when they don’t need to.

It’s the space between my fingers,
And how yours fit there—
Always,
Without question.

That’s how I love you.
Quietly.
Constantly.
In the things I never say out loud.