Everything’s better when I’m in contact with you
the price of gas
the piles of laundry
the stacks of bills
grow less daunting.
And you thought it was just a caress.
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That’s true love.
hey thats what we are here for to lend a huf when needed,lo lend an “ear” when needed,and to be a friend always.
That’s beautiful.
I second Jenn’s comment.
Absolutely beautiful sentiment, so true, so true