gets you through even the darkest of days. not that mine are as dark as some. far. far. from it.
the kind word. the unspoken word. the text. the smile. the phonecall. the laughter. the acknowledgement. the tears. the flowers. all lovely. all special.
but i think it's the not treating me any differently that i appreciate the most. taking the mickey. making me get my own coffee. still. still willing to talk. not pretending that it isn't there. but still treating me. like i am me. like i haven't gone away. that's love too. it's like really. strong. medicine. that's good. that's what i need.
so thanks for the love. in all the ways you have given it. it teaches me to love. better. next time you are hurting. i hope.
every cloud.
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