He looks at her like she’s all that exists. And she believes him. even with snot running down her face and sneezes left and right, he still wants to hold her. And with hairy armpits, and a tear streaked face….. she doesn’t have to cover up. I like when we fight and bicker and go back and forth. I love how you deal with me being unreasonable and pissy. I like how well you know me and when I need my space. And we’ve both fucked each other over, and hurt each other….but you still came back, and I still came home. And half the time I don’t want to believe you, but I just can’t help it. And I want to be there when you come home from work. And I’ll take you for as you are, because you take me for what I am. And “In all this chaos, we found safety.” And you’re everything I’ve ever wanted. But you’re there and I’m here.