I found this poem in a magazine recently. It describes perfectly my notion of “grown-up love.” You show that you love someone, not only by romantic gestures of gift giving (if you are lucky enough to even receive anything). Rather, it is the everyday, mundane things, like taking out the trash, having short showers so that there is enough hot water left for your partner, washing up the dishes or washing clothes – it’s the simple stuff that counts. After all, love is a verb. This poem sums it up nicely, so enjoy, and remember it when your partner seems to be unromantic. His / her idea of caring may just be remembering how you like to take your tea, with 3 spoons of sugar.
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