So very different than what I thought it would be. I thought it was all thunderstorms and drama. It was the love-ing-est in the middle of pouring rain, with thunder and lightning. It was all longing and yearning. It was passionate words and passionate kisses. That those things were not often forthcoming didn’t make them any less true. 
But then there was kindness and tenderness and there was quiet devotion, there were bags carried, meals made, laundry done. There was comforting and comfort. There were arms wrapped around one another in a cocoon that protected us against the slings and arrows of the world. There was team work. There was support, back and forth.

And I never imagined any of it. The things I imagined, well, they’d never end up like this. Love? It’s not what I expected. And better. And not. And better.


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