Our love is like fireworks,
Bang Boom, Wow
Our love is like holding arms not hands.
walking... together in the store
discussing different things to eat.
Our love is staying up all watching
movies.....eh TV while munching
on our Saturday night special.
Our love is not judging when you
go back for yet again...
another bowl of ice cream.
Our love is baby you don't want
to do... oooo. Are you ok?
Laughing at the clumsiness.
Our love is nineteen years, 2
kids and going strong. Ya, dig?
Our love is I don't want to miss
a thing to Beautiful Trauma.
Our love is disagreeing for
ten to twenty minutes to a
little while later making up.
Yes indeed, even now.
Our love is making goofy/silly
faces randomly at each other.
Our love is not judging for our Bizzare habits.
yes, I'm the bizarre one.
Our love is fresh flowers
on a spring afternoon.
Our love is baby I
couldn't sleep or don't feel good...
Shhh... it's ok baby I got
this one.
(turn's light off, turns the fan on
and closes the door.)
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Ashera Storm
Hi, my name is Christina. I'm a designer and huge crafter. I am now working on all kinds of writing. Fiction, non - fiction, blogs, and so much more.
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