I love him.
I love the way he loves.
I love that he is tender.
I love that he gets excited about 24 year olds. (And, I'm pretty sure I just moaned.)
I love that he doesn't let me get away with my abnormal behavior.
I love that I am HIS fucktard.
I love that, although it does not come easy to him, he is doing his best to be evolved.
I love his hands on my back.
I love biting his arm when we are snuggling.
I love that he gets weepy when he looks at his son.
I love the way he loves me.
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