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how can you thank your heart for beating?
2012-06-25 @ 9:28 a.m.
i had so much more i wanted to say for today, but we're both freaking out so badly about life in general right now that i can't form anything into a cohesive thought. what was so sweet though, was after a pretty tough afternoon, i was saying to boy that sometimes i don't know if i should be laughing, crying, or punching someone in the face, and he laughed and said that he never said anything, but that's exactly how he feels, too. so i made him his favorite dinner plus this new side that he picked out the other day, and when i tasted them both to check for seasoning, i said, "this is amazing. i'm really awesome for making this!" and i meant that i was awesome skill-wise, but he got really serious and said, "you are. you really are." so i told him that i do everything i do because he works so hard for us, and i appreciate him so much. and he told me that he appreciates me for appreciating him, and said, "that is why i am with you," and gave me a little kiss. later, right after dinner, we are on the couch together, and i reach over and take his big, pale, swollen fingers in mine, and we just sit there for a couple of minutes, and then i take his hand in both of mine. and he just says, "oh, sweetheart," and really, how could i possibly love him more than i do? this boy would do anything for me, for little A, for us. he's so good. he's such a good person. as i've been typing this and trying to figure out our lives, i've been trying to write him a text telling him all of this, but i don't know how to say it. isn't that so strange? at a loss for words when i just wrote all of this about the same subject. |