I love seeing Julia wearing her key necklace
It makes me so happy
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
I want to wake up at 2am, roll over, see your face, and know that I’m right where I’m supposed to be.
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