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It's a beautiful feeling, when in all honesty and pleased emotion, to tell her she's a good girl, when she's deserving.
A blonde toddler, covered in dirt, snuggled into me while I read to him and he slowly drifted off and said “I love you” all sleepy and kissed my cheek and I held him tight and wondered why they never told me happiness is so ordinary.
Sometimes I’ll be walking through my everyday life and remember the way your hand felt brushing the small of my waist and that’ll remind me how your voice sounds in the morning and how you grind your teeth at night and how your laugh is my favorite and how your thoughts come out a little at a time like nobody has ever told you that what happens in your head is the most important thing in the whole fucking world to them and I’ll start counting the seconds until I see you again because I want to remind you that I love you wholly and completely.
He’s 12, and he used to ignore your existence. You were just his brother’s girlfriend. Now y’all are laughing at his sister while you try to pawn your ice cream off on somebody and telling stories about being a kid and it’s just so perfectly sweet.
He rarely swears but when he started laughing and said “because you bought a fucking plane ticket my love.”