There have been many days we’ve been in the house together all day, immersed in our colliding worlds and it barely feels if we see each other. Then there are days He kisses me for what seems like every half hour or so, and yet still, I feel as though it’d never be enough. We don’t always agree on Netflix picks, and we rarely agree on the degree of cayenne pepper I should put in the tomato soup, but we can concur that it takes hard work, some sleepless and some restless nights, and countless seconds spent staring through our reality at the concrete we once laid today.
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