the everydayness of love

I used to think that love meant swinging from a chandelier in a cocktail dress. I used to think that love was a particularly grand and isolated incident, like a party with live jazz and tuxedoed waiters. This was before now. What I didn't know then was that love is an everyday, familiar, private connection that's explored within the context of a thousand other responsibilities and emotions. I know now that love is a simple series of small moments pieced together to create a masterpiece that looks something like two people swinging from a chandelier.