I've been in a love that felt like walking on glass. But love with you is like coming home, barefoot. Where we can press our toes deep into the mud and exist in the mess together; staying, holding, even when it feels a little different. Where healing feels like striding through a cool stream together, not knowing what lies beneath the surface, but trusting the water to guide us. Exploring love with you softens the places that were hardened by life's journey. And I like how this feels, not having to wear shoes, when I walk through love with you.