The Struggle

My love, I know you struggle. I sometimes feel that I now your thoughts like I know my own. I know you struggle with the questions, the decisions, the feelings that you have, the outcomes, the feelings of others… What to do?  What’s right?  What really is the best. I have asked myself the same of late and I found the answers that I needed… In a place I hadn’t thought to look… In my bones. I know in my bones that you are and always were the woman for for me. And though my bones may be biased, they also tell me that I’m the right man for you. And when we’re together, face to face, hand in hand, lips to lips, its such an obvious truth that neither of us could dare  deny.  Wouldn’t you agree?

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