“How is it that in the middle of the most bizarre situations he can say the most romantic things?”
“'This.' I stroke my index finger across his lips. 'I love this and what comes out of it, and what you do to me with it. And what's in here.' I caress his temple. 'You're so smart and witty and knowledgeable, competent in so many things. But most of all, I love what's in here.' I press my palm gently against his chest, feeling his steady beating heart. 'You are the most compassionate man I've ever met. What you do. How you work. It's awe inspiring,' I whisper.”
“The idea is unsettling. I have never had dreams of obscene wealth and all the trappings - only love. To find someone who loves me and doesn't try to control my every move.”
“I miss him. I really miss him... I love him. Simple.”
“In his own way, he does care about me.”
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