I dust the flour out of Damian's hair with a laugh. He closes his eyes and smiles. I wipe the flour off his face while he leans his hands on either side of my waist. "How did you manage to get flour all over?" I chuckle. "I dont even know!" He says in mock exasperation. "Cookies are hard to make." He pouts.
"You don't get to choose, you just fall in love and you get this person who is all wrong and all right at the same time. And you know you love them so much except sometimes they drive you completely insane no one can explain it. And the reason its so confusing is because its love. And if love didn't have challenges, what would be the point?" <3