January 13

Some loves are like that—like the summer breeze that touches your skin on all the right places while you stretch yourself out under a maple tree and dream of morning stars that sparkle on white clouds floating on blue skies. Some loves are like that—they rush in like a midnight storm and take your heart by surprise just when you are settling into your chair to read a book or sip from a stemmed glass of wine.

Some loves are like him—they come with a promise to stay and never leave.


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