The best part of love isn’t the first flutter of butterflies when she glances at you and smiles. It’s not the anticipation before his lips meet yours for the first time. It’s when you can just sit next to each other and that’s all you really want. You don’t have to do or say anything at all; not the right thing, not the right words. You just know you’re on his mind and she’s holding your heart with all the security and softness of her hands and soul. That right there is the best part.