The right kind of love feels easy. It feels like 2 pm on a Sunday afternoon with your legs draped over someone else's on a living room couch, reading separate books in comfortable silence with each other. It feels like road trips where the conversation waxes in excitable bouts and then wanes into comfortable silence as the miles pass you by. It feels like agreeing much more often than disagreeing. Like building each other up much more readily than you tear each other down. It feels like getting excited about the future together because you're building one that both of you genuinely want. The right kind of love isn't centered around conflict - it's centered around harmony. Around facilitating one another's growth. Around supporting each other through challenges. Around bringing out the best in one another, and working through the worst as a team.