I love you is

I love you is midnight stress cooking. I love you is a scratchy voice over the phone at one in the morning when we're across the world from each other. I love you is your hand on my shoulder keeping me here. I love you is a smile from across a crowded room. I love you is the nickname only I'm allowed to call you. I love you is your face in a locket around my neck. I love you is simplicity. I love you is a hand squeeze. I love you is a promise.