Sometimes I forget to love on my Love.
He's the type of man whose constant, predictable. Someone close to us once referred to him as "the Rock of Gibraltar." And they are right. But the Rock of Gibraltar comes more with more hard surfaces than plush, pillow-y comfort. So it's up to me to bring that out of him. And I often forget, too. So today, I am remembering to love my Love.
And having a card like these from blue pool road helps. A lot.
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