Sometimes love seems easy.
Like... it’s easy to love rain… and hawks.
And it’s easy to love wild plums… and the moon.
But with people, seems like love’s a hard thing to know.
It gets all mixed up.
I mean, you can love one person in one way
and another person in another way,
but how do you know you love the right one in every way?
I’m not sure, but I think you’ll know.
I think if it’s the right person,
it’ll be better than rain and hawks and wild plums.
~ billie letts
Where The Heart Is