It’s a whole life

Love isn’t an act, it’s a whole life. It’s staying 
with her now because she needs you; it’s 
knowing you and she will still care about 
each other when sex and daydreams, fights 
and futures—when all that’s on the shelf 
and done with. Love—why, I’ll tell you what 
love is: it’s you at seventy-five and her at 
seventy-one, each of you listening for the 
other’s step in the next room, each afraid that 
a sudden silence, a sudden cry, could mean a 
lifetime’s talk is over. 
[~ Author : Brian Moore ]